We chose the third (only) option.
Woody celebrated his extended life by napping on the sofa for a bit, and then talking a nice walk through the swampy yard on a gorgeous spring-like day. He is certainly not acting like a 13- or 14- year-old "sick" dog.
We took a moment to visit the goats through the fence, although only the kids were brave enough to meet him face-to-face.
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