The family dog is about nine years old now. He was mainly an outside dog for a long time, but he has been more and more in the house over the last several years. I preferred it when he was an outside pet, but I admit that I am sympathetic, too, when the old fellow looks at me with that gray-muzzled face.
Sometimes, he seems to think he’s still a puppy - like, every time he sees a rabbit. He will…