“Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.”
Carmel is now officially an old dog. The copious white hairs across her face and back certainly gave a clue, as did her notably toned-down level of enthusiasm greeting people and the way she starts limping after walking a few miles in the snow when before she could go for miles with boundless energy. But today Carmel started on medication prescribed for females (both human and canine, apparently) in menopause, which makes it official. Fortunately she is not a picky eater — more vacuum-cleaner-like, if anything — and she happily scarfed down her first dose of medicine in a blob of peanut butter.