I have been weepy since yesterday. I went to visit a friend in Michigan. I've been to her house before, but only for dinner in the evening. Yesterday I saw tht her next-door neighbour has a collie. A really old one, with arthritis. He has infections in both eyes, is deaf and can hardly move.
She keeps him outside, doesn't have much to do with him, and his backyard is nothing but mud - not quite the place for a seniour dog with arthritis. I petted him for a long time, and he just grinned and stood close to me. When I left, he stood at his gate and just gave me this look.
I asked the friend I was visitng if he goes to the vet or sleeps inside, and she didn't think so. The owner only kept him after a divorce because her ex wanted the dog. However, apparently she isn't willing to give him up.
I would do anything to get this darling boy into a nice loving home for his last years. I would pay her for letting me take him. I feel so sorry for him, and he is such a sweetie.
