Our dog Zac is 12 today. He is getting really old now and I can see him slowing down. He is going blind and deaf and just not as quick off the mark as he use to be. When he awakes from a long nap, of which there are many, there is a stretching and creaking in his bones.
He still meets me at the bottom of the driveaway every time I get home and runs up beside my car making me laugh at his excitement in the rearview mirror. He still gets excited when my Mum comes to visit as he knows there are treats in her bag and he will be spoilt.
He still loves to go for a drive and always minds my seat until I get back.
He still loves cuddles from Busy who has loved him from the moment she first saw him. She misses him when we go away and she often points to him when he is asleep and says "look Mumma look how cute he is..." he is still tolerant of her insistence that he lays in her lap.
He is still the biggest sooki-la-la in the world and is so gentle with kids despite his 30kg size. He has taught so many children that not all dogs are scary.
He still gets under my feet all day and drives me crazy.
He still loves cream and milk and all thing dairy.
He still clip clops down the hallway every night and sneaks into our bedroom and lays down next to me on the floor.
He is still the master of pleading doggy eyes.
He still barks at every car that comes up the driveway and puts on his scary bark when people he doesn't know arrive and Chef isn't home. He often has couriers too scared to get out of the truck until they see me.
He is still my most loyal friend.
He is such a big part of our lives and we have been so lucky to have him for another year.
Happy Birthday Zaccy-boy.
Please don't leave us for a very very long time.
