We think Yeager turns 7 or maybe even 8 this summer and he's definitely starting to look and act older. Long walks wipe him out and he has worn Carey down and claimed our bed as his domain, day or night. But he still greets us most days with a hearty tail wag and I think about him all the time when I'm not with him. I like to think he does the same. I imagine that's what you call canine-human love.
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