A Wary Samson

Samson is getting old.  He will be 12 soon.  We adopted him when he was 2 years old, a few years after our sweet dachshund Sparky had died.  Samson was full of vim & vigor and was so energetic. Well, he's slowed down, although he's fairly perky when we go outside. I think he's getting hard of hearing, and you can see the cataract in his eyes. But he is very sweet.  He became Jeffrey's dog, just like Stella became Colleen's cat.

He's giving me a wary look here, don't you think!