She's not going anywhere

Things have gotten a bit quieter around my house.

It took a while, however, before I noticed.

Living with four dogs is no simple undertaking. They’re loud. They bark to go out. They bark to come in. They bark to be fed. They bark at each other.

They make so much noise I didn’t notice that Spot had lost her voice.

At 15-and-a-half years old, my sweet old springer must have decided she’d said enough. I can’t recall the last time I heard a sound from Spot except for the clicking of her claws on the wood floor.

Jem, Ace and Ruth certainly bark, howl, and whine enough for four dogs so Spot’s silenc...