Oh dear, your posts have brought tears to my eyes, lovemydogs and lovedogs.
It is so sad to see my dog deteriorating. It is hard to believe, but he is 18 years old now. How can it be possible? I still remember my mum and dad bringing him home, a little thing with a wonky tail (his tail has grown and grown til it is now a thing of wonder.)
He's a collie, so very intelligent. When he was younger, he'd go with my dad in the van to work (my dad is a mechanic and drives to different sites for work.) Now, he drives over the whole of the west midlands and Wales, a huge area. But my dog knew every park, every place they'd ever stopped off for a run, would jump about in the car when they got near one, even if they'd only been once and it was months before.
The one that made me laugh most was that if they were driving home, from about 10 miles away, the dog would look at the indicator if my dad went a different way from usual at a roundabout. I was in the van with them once and we went to the supermarket instead of straight home. We're going round the roundabout and the dog is looking at the road, looking at the indicator, looking at the road, looking at the indicator. I was in hysterics, but my dad said he did it all the time, whenever he went a different way.