Our youngest dogs, “the puppies”, turn 11 in August. (Their aunt Audit is in the picture above.) There’s nothing like having your children age to make you feel old… or at least that’s what my mother told me when I was approaching my 30th birthday.
We used today’s rare sun in the backyard to update our family portraits.
The photo below on the left was taken 7 or so years ago. The one on the right is from this afternoon.
Syntax, the Mother Dog.