I owe my beloved old yellow lab Kobe a debt of gratitude this morning.
The old fella is in his 15th year here on Earth, and he hobbles around the best he can. Last night, at about 3:30 a.m., he was at the base of the stairs, and my wife woke me up to tell me to help him. So I went downstairs, let him out in the backyard in case he had any business to do (you know – faxes, memos, that kind of thing) and then gently guided him upstairs to sleep. (more…)
