The older you get, unless you have accumulated millions of dollars, the less important you are to the lives of others. I used to get grandchildren for a week each over the summer. It saved the parents money on camp and it gave me lots of hobbies and crafts opportunities with them. While the cooking part was a bit of a challenge, all else was exhaustingly marvelous.
Then they grew and are now on the cusp or past the cusp of crossing into teenagedom and their days are filled and super filled. The past two and a half weeks they have been exploring Scotland, Ireland, and Paris with their parents and another family. The trip comes to an end in a few days. I have seen the photos on Facebook and am amazed at how much they have crammed into this vacation. Everything from castles in Scotland to Harry Potter to bicycling around the Louvre. A visit with grandma is pretty dull!
I was not exactly forgotten. Someone needed me it seems.
He gets me up and out of the house in the mornings. We go together to the end of the driveway and bark at deer.
They ignore him.
Since he is left in a small cage most of his days when his owners are back (except for a mid-day dog walker), he seems a bit lost having the run of the house. Thus far his only bad habit is licking the cushions wherever he sits!
We walk him on a leash but do let him out of the house with us leash-less once in a while and he pretty much hangs out nearby. A very easy guest. He does disappear when I bring out the mop or vacuum cleaner, though. Not sure what that is all about.