Ok ,as I sit here today it’s 11 years since my pug, Delilah, died… I will never ever forget the look in her eyes as the vet wielded the injection. It was “what’s happening mum I feel a bit scared.” She had struggled with mobility and continence and I felt her life wasn’t quality any more. She had been in a pushchair for the last two years so we could get out for lovely walks, visit to the town etc., BUT just typing this I am tearful. She was my everything…the glove that fitted me perfectly. Got me through so so much. Never ever judged me. She was the dog that I would have loved to translate into a human relationship with, sadly there’s no competition. I feel guilty because I don’t and have never cried for mummy in the same way. I am so sorry for such A sad and negative post. My life is good and I now have three pugs. I love them but they don’t come near her. I am so grateful I was gifted a heart dog….I would be so interested for this intensity of grief from anyone else. Thankyou.
Last weekend, in Rutland, the first statue in Britain of the late Elizabeth II was unveiled.