Timber is 11 years (and some months) so we went to the woods one evening to take some photos to mark the occasion.
No need to ask who won this race.
He can still move when he wants, but it hurts nowadays. (I'm talking about Timber!)
After taking the photos, he saw a couple of deer and went chasing after them, but he was soon back again, knackered.
And then ready to go again.