My mother, who died Oct. 5, 2000, would have been 92 years old today.
Our dog Ruthie, who joined our pack in the autumn of 1998, was born sometime in the spring of that year. Because she sometimes give us a look that closely resembles something my mother would do, I have arbitrarily assigned my mother's birthday to Ruthie. In fact, we sometimes think Ruthie is possessed by Mom's spirit.
So Ruthie is semi-officially 9 years old today.
Going by the 7:1 dog years forumla, that makes her the equivalent of 63. So she has finally passed me on the Age-O-Meter.
I just realized that my mother and Ruthie are sitting on the same couch in these photos. But in different houses. My parents' hide-a-bed couch now lives in my house.
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