Woke up in tears this bittersweet day of January 2, 2021. Crying about Silver and the day she gave birth 13 years ago to 10 healthy puppies. There, in our master bedroom where we were part of the beginning. Squeaks, oohs and ahs filled the room as we reveled at the miracle that was before us. So many wonderful memories on that day and so many more that came that are still with us now.
13 years later and the puppies are all considerably older. Each with their own set of ailments. How fast time has changed them, even with the difference from a year ago.
So, while this will be a day of celebration, it will also be a somber one for hubby and I. Our babies are old dogs and the inevitable is waiting. It has been a tough year for the Power of Ten litter, as I wonder about the other homed puppies and how they are doing now that they've hit the 13 year mark. If any of them are still alive? What ailments they may have? Questions, we may never know. I just hope there was a lot of love in their lives and to let them know how much we still love them.