12 years ago I was 62 and made the conscious decision to get a small dog instead of a larger one. I didn’t know what my physical condition would be when the dog got older. I didn’t know if I would be able to lift a 45 pound dog, if necessary, when I was 72. I’m now 74 and surprisingly, more able than I would’ve guessed at 62.

This article is fascinating because I don’t think I have ever thought about what true age I feel, or that I think is middle-age. I do often say that I am channeling my inner 12-year-old.

Thanks for another thought-provoking article!