But tomorrow may rain so I’ll follow the sun

As Ollie leaps about and delights us all with his unending enthusiasm, Max is gracefully sliding into middle age. The little beast’s been through a lot, and the amount of bad dreams he has indicates he still remembers a time when he wasn’t loved or wanted.

I can’t believe he’s been with me for almost 6 years. These days he romps and tussles with Ollie and schemes and connives for scraps. He adores napping in the sunlight, even if it’s only one beam coming through the blinds.

There’s a lot I can learn from a scrappy little dog who has been through some serious crap, yet still always manages to find the sun.