How sad to regret what isn’t — and miss out on the joy of what is.
She’s old and it shows. She’s completely deaf and her eyesight is failing. She has few teeth and chewing is a chore. She hesitates before climbing even a few steps — and dozes most of the day. She’s our 16 year old long haired miniature Dachshund. Her name is Liebchen (little dear.)
But regarding aging, Liebby has it right.
She appreciates life’s little pleasures She still loves her treats and savors every bite. (We now buy only soft ones.) A warm fire in the fireplace — and she’s there, curled up in her cozy bed.
She connects with nature She soaks up the sun, digs in the sand, and rolls playfully in the grass.
She has a sense of adventure. Show her the car keys and for a brief moment she’s a puppy again: — sweeping our floor with her long tail. She knows it means a trip to the park and she’s ready! I smile when she sticks that tiny head out the window of the SUV – sniffing the various smells for all she’s worth. What a sight.
She appreciates the human touch Scratch her anywhere — and she’s yours. She nestles next to us in bed. And if we move – Liebby moves. And I never curl up with just a book or a cup of coffee. It’s a book/coffee and Liebby.
I take a lesson from you, my good buddy. I too cannot do many of the things I did in my youth — the things I took for granted in the past. But I’m gonna savor all the good stuff still in my life– and be grateful.
As always, dear readers, I appreciate your thoughts.


