Today Tally turned 15 years, 5 months of age. She is by far the oldest Samoyed we’ve ever had.
The expression you see on her face is mischievous merriment. She’s teasing us. There’s nothing she likes better than making us chase her around the backyard. Nowadays we call her the “Blanco Bronco” in recognition of these low-speed chases.
She’s still holding in there. Every day it seems she’s a little weaker, her vision or hearing or sense of smell fades a little more. But she’s still happy, loves her life, and does the things she likes to do.