The once trumpeting bark was a hollow echo of itself.
But the deep-set dark eyes, with a soul looking out of them, were as clear as ever.

The uncannily wise brain had lost not an atom of its power.

The glorious mahogany-and-snow coat was still abundant.

The fearlessly gay spirit and loyal heart were undimmed by age.
Laddie resented angrily his new limitations.

From time to time he would forget them; and would set off at a run in the wake of Bruce and Wolf, when the sound of a stranger's approach made them gallop up the driveway to investigate.