Wanda

My parents have a sweet tempered little dog named Wanda. She wandered into their yard one day, after an obvious hard number of days (weeks?) living on the road. They cleaned her up and fed her and she quickly settled into the house as if she'd always been a part of the family. That was more than ten years ago.

Wanda is in her mid-teens now, so she's in the winter of her years. with all of the corresponding health issues. Each year, my parents think it will be her last, but she just keeps plugging along.