Golden Years

Even though his leg has improved so much, I’m wary about leaving Jake alone too long until it’s fully healed. He’s pretty sneaky. He pretends not to notice the brightly-colored bandage when you’re in the same room. Give him an hour alone and it will be shredded like confetti. Susan and Larry live a few doors down so I asked if they’d watch him while I went to a job interview. Whenever Jake goes on a walk by their house, he makes a beeline to their front door. It’s made of glass so he can see their two Golden Retrievers, Marni and Montana. You’d think he was just greeting the dogs but he knows if he stands there long enough, Susan magically appears with a couple treats. She’s done that since he was a puppy.