Ace and I are the same age

My dog Ace and I are the same age.

In dog years, anyway.

He’s aging faster than me, of course, but for a short time, we’re both at the same point in our journey.

The similarities are a bit disturbing. Neither of us is as strong and fast as we used to be. We’re both easily confused, and we share a multitude of aches and pains.

Pushing my way through the cattails yesterday I tripped over Ace and we fell in a tangle. After exchanging a few heated words we picked ourselves up, dusted off the snow and proceeded as if nothing had happened.

To make matters worse, this all happened as we foll...