Youth is Wasted on the Young.

We took Missy in to the vet yesterday and the doctor did a blood work up. When we returned to pick her up the vet said her blood panel was that of a 2 year old pup. So, really the only thing not going for Mis Dog right now is the old noggin.  She seems to be experiencing a bit of SENILITY. (she is 98 in dog years)  We were given a prescription for her Cognitive Dysfunction and a pain killer for the evening which may explain the 2 a.m. pacing and anxiety. The pain killer also contains a mild sedative! Last night was the first in about a week that we slept through the night. 

John and I were both relieved to know that we have a little bit longer with the old girl. After all, she is a member of the family. Not a Dog.