I always find it funny when humans say that time flies. They look up and say things like, "I can't believe it is August already! Where did the summer go?" Or my favorite is when my grandpa, Bud, comments about how fast time goes the older he gets. It is true the guy is no spring chicken, but he still doesn't really understand how fast time goes for us dogs. See, I'm six years old (by birthday is in May). That makes me 42 years old in dog years, which is almost as old as my favorite uncle, … [Read more...]