Frank is sick.

He’s always been a skinny dog, but now he just looks like a bag of bones.

And he shakes.

We took him to the vet last week and they gave us some things to do to make him eat.

Nothing worked.

So we’re taking him back and hoping it’s not something too bad. But, ready for whatever.

We got Frank the week after we got back from our honeymoon. What is that….ummm…7 years ago.

So, he’s not old. He’s got some of the best years of his (and our) lives ahead of him.

We got hope for Frank.

Frank the dog.

Frank the dog that we love a lot.