Last Monday it was time to let my beautiful dog go...she was only ten but very poorly and it was absolutely the right thing to do for her, the last act of love.
I was utterly heartbroken.
One of the things that helped was my two other dogs and although not quite themselves, they were managing well.
Yesterday morning, the one closest to my big girl that died on Monday collapsed and died. The Vet thinks heart attack.
I'm numb... absolutely bereft.
Both were rescued from pretty appalling situations and loved so much - even writing the words is making me cry.
