For most of my work-from-home career, we’ve shared an office and a routine. As soon as the door closes behind the rest of the family, we go to work. I have a tendency to fuss and fidget, jumping up from my computer to answer the phone or scan a document or make another cup of tea. He is more quiet. More content. He makes himself comfortable nearby, watching me move around, paying attention to what I’m doing, especially when I wander into the kitchen. He’s always willing to join me in a snack. Occasionally he gets restless and asks to go outside, but for the most part, he’s happy to simply share the space with me.    Actually, that’s the way we used to spend our days. Things are changing now. At 14, he’s an old dog/Cheryl-Anne Millsap, Home Planet. More here.

Question: When do you know if it's time to say goodbye to an old dog?