2 hours a day, 4 days a week, for an entire year, I drove from Orangeville to Brampton for occupational & physio therapies in an attempt to salvage my left hand. Lorraine was my occupational therapist. One day when I asked her how she was doing she said she felt like she was dying in dog years. When I stopped laughing I went home, wrote this, and the next time I saw her I had forms for her to fill out to register the song with SOCAN as a co-write; it's the right thing to do when someone is responsible for a title.
This version is a later recording masterfully mixed by Winston Hauschild.