Yes, I said it. My dog is an old fart. She’s having trouble seeing in dim light (thought we’re all supposed to pretend like we don’t notice) and she barks at every little noise like “Get off my lawn, you rotten kids.”
Which, you know, would be fine. I’m all for barking dogs as a warning to whatever bad guys that any malfiecence will be met with immediate throat-ripping-out. But no, she just barks and then looks at me like “You’d better go check that out, hairless ape.”
I’m all “With an attitude like that, you’ll never make the cover of Sports Illustrated.” But she doesn’t care.
Tiny Cat Pants 
I too own a blind dog. The poor thing ended up under the Christmas tree, disoriented and shifting oh tannenbaum like a hurricane was blowing through the fake evergreen. I just knew she was going to flip it when the other stinky dog opted to get underneath with her in order to harass her instead of herding her out of the trouble zone.