Sampson is going to be thirteen in July, and I’m pretty sure he’s losing some of his hearing. It’s not at a horrible stage, just sometimes in the woods he’ll wander off trail, and I’ll call him, but he doesn’t respond, so I’ll have to go tap him on his shoulder to get his attention. It could also be he has SELECTIVE hearing, but I can’t tell one way or the other.
I’m trying really hard not to be sad about it, and instead find the humor in the silly things he does.
A lot of times when I head out the door for his morning walk, I walk out the door without his leash, and I have to go back inside to get it.
So on Thursday he stepped out the door, and I was right behind him. The birds were making the most beautiful music and I said, “Isn’t that beautiful” as I headed around the back of the house towards the gate.
I got to the gate, and turned to snap his leash on him, but he wasn’t there.
So I headed back towards the door only to find him standing in front of it, staring into the house.
Apparently he didn’t hear me head around the corner, and thought I’d gone back into the house. When I got close enough, I clapped my hands and called his name, and turned right towards me, all smiles and tail wags.
I just couldn’t help but smile as we headed out the gate for our walk.