I am suffering deeply myself at the moment, though not through the loss of my pet but through the death of Bradley Lowery, as I grew up in Blackhall Colliery where Bradley comes from and now, in the process of moving from Spain back to England, I could not be there for the funeral in person. Here, my dog, Jack, could see I was so down this morning and he rested his head on my knee to give me suppor, giving little grunts to tell me that he was with me in my sorrow. Jack is family.
Thanks Annifrance, for your comment on my earlier message.
Jersey trip, some tips please.



