I'm officially the parent of a teenager today. A teenage poodle, that is. Lucy entered her 13th year today. It's hard to believe it has been that long. I remember bringing her home like it was last week. While she can be a bit cantankerous at times in her old age (she especially hates getting her picture taken), she brings a lot of joy to our lives. I stopped and got her a small toy on the way home from work (like she doesn't have enough already) and she seemed to enjoy it. We played a bit before she retired to her bed in our living room, finding that the new toy made a comfy place to lay her head.