I love puppies, as long as they are someone else’s. Don’t get me wrong. There is nothing cuter than that little face while he is sleeping, the sweet smell of the top of his head, and the delightful way he bounces instead of runs. But I will take an older dog every time. And I have. All of my dogs are getting up there. The oldest is Nellie, a Cairn Terrier, going on 14 and still hiking and kayaking with us. Sure, she is slower, needs frequent rest stops, and has to be carried