- The end of a doggie era
It’s pretty shit. Stayed through to the very end. We were eye to eye through to the point his glazed.
I held Fatty McTavish as he entered this world (born backwards- Mum struggling).
And held him as he left this world, 16 years later.
Kissed & stroked him until the vet said he’d gone. Christ, I’m filling up typing this.
Sorry for you loss Op, thoughts to you.Posted 1 month ago
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