Our Rickety Dog.
This is Jenny (she came with the name). She's about a hundred and ten years old (and that's in human years). We adopted her from a rescue league nine years ago. Three weeks ago she was diagnosed with liver failure but she continues kicking and peeing... everywhere.

She'll likely be going on to her great reward at some point soon, but right now she's sound asleep on the floor next to me on top of a copy of Billy Graham's Angels.

She's our own little version of the energizer bunny.