This is not a technically good picture.
It is too dark. It is too grainy. It is underexposed in some areas and overexposed in others. The white balance is wonky. Even the composition is a bit funny with those pillows taking up a third of the picture.
But I love it.
It is real. It is emotional. It touches me.
I can feel how much K loves Jack from this picture.
We had a bit of a scare with Jack tonight.
His back legs are giving him some trouble and he was finding it very difficult to stand on them. He fell down some stairs because his legs kept giving out on him. And when he finally found a purchase, they were trembling something fierce.
He was so shaky. And disoriented.
We decided to take him to the vet. I did not want to go. I told the Man this.
"No, I'm not going. I can't do this!" I was scared. I did not want to hear anything bad.
He gave me a look. And Sissy told me to go. She was there to pick me up for knitting class. I'm glad she was there. She is a very calm person in an emergency.
I was a train wreck.
I love that dog so much.
When we left for the vet, Mom was crying. She loves Jack more than I do, I think.
We told her we would call as soon as we knew anything. She stood by the kitchen sink, tears in her eyes as she watched us drive away.
The vet thinks he injured his back legs somehow. And that he has arthritis. I am not sure this is what is causing the problems. But I am not a vet.
She sent us home with some pain medication and muscle relaxers.
When we got home, Mom was so happy to see him. She kept petting him, saying, "He's not just a dog, he's a member of the family."
He's sleeping now. The muscle relaxer seems to be working because the trembling has stopped. We will see.
But for now, we are all doting on him.