This morning my beloved dog had to be put down by the vet. She had suffered two fits which were very distressing so we had no choice. Her last few hours were awful for all of us.
We have had her almost fifteen years and I walked her almost every day during that time. She had a lovely sweet nature and although dogs don't talk she knew exactly how to communicate what she wanted.
Since I retired we have been almost constant companions and her presence is everywhere in the house. I feel absolutely lost without her. She had a lovely life and gave back as much as she received. This afternoon I ate tea by myself and I was heartbroken.