Daisy had her 14th birthday in January. This would make her about 85 in human years and like any elderly person she is slowing down. Things that were easy for her a year ago are now a challenge. A walk around the property in the evening wears her out, her back legs seem to have a mind of their own occasionally, and when she does the head to tail shake on the tiled floor often she ends up flat on her stomach with legs splayed.
Admirably she take all this in her stride and soldiers on.
She is still her cantankerous, independent, stubborn old self. She dutifully protects the cottage from any potential intruders including Mrs Patrizia and Fabiana when they deliver our fresh laundry or simply call in for a chat.
Lately Daisy has struggled to jump up onto the bed at night and will grudgingly accept a helping hand up when it’s offered. If no help is forthcoming being Daisy she simply finds somewhere else to sleep – in this case on my neatly folded clothes on the shelf just inside the bedroom door.