Classified as a “Senior” by the vet, my dog Dexter turns 12 years old today. His only regret: He never set up a retirement account or even an IRA.

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Dexter (Yorkshire Terrier)

There are certain things (or purchases) in my life that I’ll always remember, such as every wrist watch I buy, simply because I love collecting them and each new one is special to me. But there is an enormous difference between wearing home a new watch and holding a small puppy in my lap on the way home from getting him as a child (I was 11 years old then). That tiny, pocket size, black and brown, adorable fuzz ball has been a part of my household for more than half of my entire life and will hopefully remain with us for several more birthdays to come.