Sir Chew the Defender

This is Chew, aka: chewbaca, chewie, poochie pants, chewper pooper. He is an old doggie, over 12 years old. He's still getting around okay, but I can tell it hurts him some. I give him a doggie aspirin every day and that seems to help. I might have to up it to 2 per day, though. He's getting a little slower. We tried some of those new-fangled canine NSAIDS and they made him sick. He's mostly deaf and blind. When he's out in the yard at night, I clap and he hears that, but he doesn't know which way to go. I have to have a flashlight or the porch light so that he can find me. It's sad and funny when I say, "Come into the light, Chew." You know, because people who have near-death experiences say that they saw a light...