You had married Nick when he was a young and spry coyote, you love him to death to death, but sometimes you wish he was the same motivated young man.

After our first litter of pups, Nick was visibly worn out and he started drinking. He wasn’t addicted, but he sure developed a love for it, changing his behavior and body, but I still love him.

“Hey, honey.” He said as he saw his wife come in, tipping the mug towards his lips as he guzzled down his beer.