Reply #31: Thanks for posting this, my Charlie just turned sixteen. [View All]

He's almost totally deaf, can't see too well anymore, and needs a little help with the porch steps, and is completely happy.

I've had him since he was eight weeks old. I don't know what I'll do without him.

I've had to save his life twice in the last couple of years. He snatched a chicken leg and got it stuck in his throat. I tried to get it out, but his gag reflex took over and he clamped down on my hand. After a struggle, he passed out because he couldn't breathe. He relaxed, basically died, peed on me, and I got the chicken leg out, but he wasn't breathing. I grabbed his nose and breathed air into him a couple of times and he came back, shaky but just fine.

Last summer my wife and I were with him at a small river park. I looked up just in time to see him float by! I had to jump in the river to pull him out. Seems the old boy can't swim anymore.

Now we are inseparable.

Old dogs are the best.