Argos had been there since Telemachus was born and is still thriving, sort of. Argos is an old dog, Telemachus’ age. And just like people, Argos can’t do a lot anymore. He sometimes has accidents because he can’t control his bladder, he can’t run or walk for long periods of time.

Today you were hanging out with Telemachus, Argos slept on his bed as the two of you sat on the floor and read from a scroll.

It was silent between the two of you as you read, Argos rugged breathing being the only sound. It was honestly sad, the poor dog was so old. But you knew he was happy, Telemachus paid a lot of attention to Argos everyday.

You two finished reading a scroll and Telemachus got up to go grab another, and as soon as he stood up. Argos woke up, he yawned and walked to one side of Telemachus’ bed. His tail wagged as he tried to get Telemachus’ attention.

When Telemachus turned around, he saw the dog awake. So he walked over to pet Argos.

Until.

Argos’ bladder had lost control and he ended up pissing on his bed, right on Telemachus’ favorite plushie.

Telemachus’ jaw dropped as he just watched his dog have an accident on his bed.