My little baby, Zigggy. He's my Chow and he's around 16 now. Still going strong and still a happy, good boy.
Recently he's been waking me up around 3 or 4 in the morning to be let out. He'll pant and stand at the foot of the bed, and if he really has to go he'll come up and paw me to make sure I get my ass up. I always feel so bad because I usually want to sleep so badly that I think he can wait, but I get up. I feel like...how would I feel if I had to pee and had to wait for some moron to let me in the bathroom.
After he's out he runs around to find a spot,m then goes. I watch him to make sure he's going because sometimes the little bugger has tricked me into letting him out so he can go bark at something. It's cold and I want to go back to bed and it's hard to get him back in, lol.
Ziggy went nearly completely deaf fairly suddenly starting about a year ago, so to get his attention I have to bang on the metal fence with something metal... and he hears that. Still, he better see that I have cheese or something or he'll tell me to pound sand and no come in.
He's a pain in the ass sometimes, but he's a great dog. Very sweet. I'm going to miss his little guy when he's gone.
