my silver puppy has white hairs on his chin. i cannot deny it any longer.
on the one hand, this makes me sad. it reminds me that someday he will leave me and my heart will break.
on the other hand, this makes me happy. it reminds me of many years of fun. (wow! i've had a puppy for years! how time does fly.)
besides, it makes him look rather distinguished, like an elderly statesman. i have dubbed him sir atlas, to which he replied, "it's about time. no more of this sweetie nonsense. now, fetch me my dinner."
p.s. in case you are interested, here's a little reminder that there is a pay it forward giveaway going on. i'll draw the names on sunday.