It's hard to believe that Ike is eleven years old today! Didn't he just come home to us yesterday? Jeesh; that means I'm eleven years older, too! One day of "just going to check out Airedale puppies" resulted in having this fantastic pooch join our family. He's half-brother to the late, great Samson, Brian's first Airedale.
Lovable, friendly, and always ready to play, he's been an amazing Little Buddy. We are celebrating his longevity, too, as none of our pooches have made it beyond the age of ten. We are so excited about this and hope to celebrate lots more birthdays with him. The following photo demonstrates his sweet disposition at the introduction of Mambo, when Ike was eight; bonding was instantaneous.
Sure, he's achy and pain-y, but fish oil and MSM tablets are easing his discomfort and allowing him to be up for a good deer chase at any given time; albeit, soccer and snowshoeing have sort of been replaced by this:
