My old dog Duke is really getting old.I’m not sure I can...

My old dog Duke is really getting old.

I’m not sure I can take it. When I adopted him around 3 years ago, I could already see had special needs

Those needs are getting special-er and special-er.

Last year, 2015, I put like $1300 into his teeth, but he is becoming more confused by the month. I know the end is nigh and goddamn.

I have had dogs pretty much my whole life, both in the adult and child hoods, but I have really bonded with Duke. Perhaps it’s cuz he was the first dog I got after my son left home. Empty nest syndrome. A child substitute.

You probably wouldn’t know from looking at me or reading my blog posts, but I am a nurturer, big time. I am practically a milk-bearing breast.

Duke is my baby. I carry him down stairs. I watch to make sure he doesn’t get lost or confused. I carry him back up the stairs.

Jesus Christ this is going to be rough.