Happy 15th birthday, Jazzy!
Today is Jazzy’s 15th birthday. When she was about five, we had to put her on some serious medication. The vet quietly told us it would probably shorten her life. To that we now say: Hahahahahahaha!
She’s not getting older, she’s getting… heavier. I now have to carry her up and down stairs, lift her in and out of the car, but on flat surfaces, she’s still amazing.