This is my old man, Charlie. He is 12 years old and my Great Protector Boy. I got Chuck when he was about 11 weeks old. My other Corgi had not really bonded to anyone is the family. I bought a book by the Monks of New Skete about dog training. I leashed this guy to me for the majority of the day. He was always by my side. Well, I succeeded just a bit too much. He is my shadow and still thinks that if he goes outside I need to be with him. I wouldn't change a thing. He is so very mine. I am his world. There is something magic about the love of an old dog.
Your friend Charlie....he is a lovely boy...a little grey round the chops by the look of him but all the better for that! You would excuse him anything!
