Zubin is getting really old. I mean REALLY old. He's been suffering from hip dysplasia for many years, but now it's so bad his back legs actually face each other instead of facing forward. He doesn't eat much anymore (unless it's food he's stolen off of a child's plate downstairs) and he's lost 25 pounds in 5 months.
Despite all of that, he's a happy guy. He trots around with his messed up legs, lays in the front yard watching the house for us, and still loves us as he always has. He stays closer to Steve now, since he can't really hear or see much. He loves to lay on Sarah's blankets, coat, or clothing that is left to lay on the floor. It's just not his time yet...
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