Dogs are wonderful creatures; young, old, pure bred, mutt, big, little and and anything and everything in between, but there’s something special about a stately senior pup.  There’s a wisdom and acceptance in their eyes, the lovely silver or white threading through their fur, their slower approach toward life and that heart… oh, that ever loving heart… the precious gold under the silver.

Deborah Reddy's senior boy, LukeA FTLTD’s Friend shared their stately old gentleman and his lovely story that I wanted to share with you… Meet Luke, a “total Dachshund Dog” as his mom, Deborah Reddy says… and an amazing 20 years old at least… Here’s Luke’s story in his mom’s words…

From Deborah - LUKE IS 20 YEARS OLD! We adopted Luke from Douglas County Animal Control in 1996. He was a dog. He was about three or four, maybe older, nothing puppy about him. So full of himself…a total Dachshund Dog. He was old enough to be heartworm positive. When we saw Mae West (Rest in Peace, Dear Lady) at Deer Lick Park, she asked if we wanted to return him unless we had bonded with him. He was having treatment, soon to be neutered and since we had him longer than 24 hours…he was ours.

We did learn early that if we started the car he would throw up…so he rarely went on any rides with us. He adjusted to our other dogs then discovered the cat. Luke spent several years at the door of the cat’s room whether the door was open or closed. We would have to go get him for meals then watch him take off running down the hall to see the cat after eating. So adorable! They both seemed to prefer the door closed. Each could have more creative play with their paws darting at each other under the door. I’ve never seen a dog so fascinated with cats.

As the number of dogs grew we “moved” to the basement where the dogs could go outside at will. We’ll never know what happened but he did have a back injury that affected his back legs but with months of rest, hours of rear sling walks and enough extra attention to spoil him stinking rotten, he fully recovered.

In 2000 we started to help different rescues with transports, foster and lots of foster failures. Most of the failures were because the dogs were elderly and not wanted by anyone. I can’t say Luke was a real buddy to anyone but when you’re still “full of yourself” why bother. Luke watched the numbers grow then dwindle over and over again. He watched fosters come and go. He watched fosters come and stay. He watched puppies grow from smaller than him to towering over him. He watched as one would pass, Momma and Daddy would cry, and the dog just wouldn’t be here any longer. He’s taken it all in stride and continues to do what he wants.

He’s really had few medical issues considering his advanced age. He still has full control of his bodily functions. We got him a wheelie but he hated it so it sits with other useless dog things that we thought might help this dog or that dog. He walks….a lot. If he decides he’s lost he’ll stop and bark until we come get him.

Luke continues to be totally satisfied with his little world. He’s not in pain, can’t see or hear but still content to live with us. We have no idea when things will stop for him but will continue to help him in his Quest, until we are no longer needed. I do not have exact paper work to show his age of 20 but I’m sure he is, if not older. As the internet watched as a man named John work tirelessly to help his suffering dog Schoep, and his passing. I thought little Luke should be shared as an elderly gentleman also.

Deborah, thanks so much for sharing Luke and his story.  There is truly something special about the seniors… and as the quote goes…

“Blessed is the person who has earned the love of an old dog.”
~Sydney Jeanne Seward~

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