Winsted-Lester Prairie Journal, Aug. 16, 1999

Age is simply a state of mind


This story is about two dogs who were very good friends.

One day, Spot said to his friend, Limpy, "Lets's go to the park tomorrow morning."

"It is too far for me to walk," Limpy said.

"Oh, come on," Spot said. "It's not that far and it's fun to go there. If there are people at the park eating their lunch, they might share some of it with us."

"But I don't like to go there," Limpy said. "There will be other dogs there and I am afraid of other dogs. Sometimes they make fun of me because I limp."

"I will take care of you," Spot said. "There is nothing to be afraid of. Let's go early tomorrow morning."

"Well, okay," Limpy said.

Limpy was owned by a very nice man named Tim. Once, when Limpy was hit by a car and hurt his leg, Tim had taken very good care of him until he could walk again.

That night, Tim fed Limpy his supper, and after supper, Limpy fell fast asleep. When he woke up, it was morning. Tim, was still sleeping.

Limpy didn't want to worry Tim by leaving so early in the morning. He knew Spot would be waiting for him, but he just couldn't do that to Tim. So, he went back to sleep.

Later, when Tim woke up, he made some eggs for breakfast and shared them with Limpy.

After breakfast, Limpy went to look for Spot. He found him lying under a tree.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Limpy said to him.

"That's ok," Spot said. "I don't feel very good today anyway. I don't think we should go."

"Oh, I'm sorry you are sick," Limpy said. "Is there anything I can get for you?"

"No, thank you. I think I just feel like lying around today," Spot said.

Then a little girl yelled, "Come on Spot, time to go to the doctor."

"You're going to the doctor?" Limpy said. "I didn't know you were that sick."

"Oh, I'm not," Spot said. "But, you know how girls are. If you so much as sneeze, they think you have to see the doctor."

When Spot came back from his doctor appointment, he told Limpy that the doctor had given him some pills to take. The pills were called vitamins."

Spot explained that the doctor said he needed extra vitamins because he was such an old dog.

"Wow," Limpy exclaimed. I didn't know you were an old dog."

"Well," Spot said, "I don't feel like an old dog. I feel young. And you know what? You are only as old as you feel."

Remember that, boys and girls. Whether you are 10 or 20 years old, it doesn't matter how old you are in numbers - you are really as young as you feel.

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