Getting Old

Yesterday, the afternoon light hit you just right and you looked immediately old. It's hard to know that you are reaching closer towards your senior years, maybe a little quicker than I'd like. You always looked like the puppy I got almost six years ago to me. I can't believe the death sentence you've received. You made it past three months though! When it is time, please tell my dad I miss him. He'll take care of you for me.