It is really hard for me to believe that this pup is 10&1/2 years old. He’s been through quite a bit. Numerous injured paws–he once even caught a stick in the fashion of a sword swallow and had to have stitches down the back of his tongue. He was a mess, but he woke up the next morning raring to go. Two years ago he landed in an odd way after a catch, injuring his back left leg. We thought his days of serious play were over, but he modified the way he holds his leg and acts like nothing ever happened.

He’s completely stretched out on our couch right now–not wanting to move until the rest of the house wakes up. Bluer than the bluest calm, bluer than the bluest swoon and bluer than the bluest breeze. The Bluedog.