This, can't talk guy, has been my near constant companion and walking buddy for as long as I can remember. So long in fact that I can hear his thoughts. Just this morning he, being a friendly cuss, thought me to send you a hello wave from him, so there it is below.

I'm a little worried about him as it seems he is ageing along with me but not doing quite as well. Thankfully, he still retains enough mobility to accompany me most places and I sure do hope that ability continues! It would probably kill me or at least put me in bed full time if something should happen to him.

I notice him limping every so often and then too when I need to work on something near the ground I have found it easier to do if I lay down to do it. When that type work comes along my buddy disappears. After the job is finished and as I get up to my feet he is back and getting up with me. Sad to see but he has a hell of a time getting to his.

I've noticed quite a few other areas that he has a few problems working through but it's too depressing to think about now. He sure has been a long time loyal friend and I hate to see what age is doing to him. But, since we're about the same age, his problems will more than likely be something I'll also need to work through one of these days. Dread, dread