Old Faithful

It warmed my heart today, while snowshoeing in the frigid cold, to see my Old Dog who's mostly deaf and blind now, and increasingly senile, trot out ahead like he isn't full of arthritis and then stop and turn every now and then to look back and check on me, make sure I was still there, still o.k.  He will never retire from his job as my Companion and Protector.  Till death do us part.