Sunday 9 December 2018

Had better weeks

 This lovely dog is Dotty or most commonly called WooZah and just 48 hours after her brother died she took a dramatic turn for the worst.
 Something was clearly wrong and the new meds were not working.
 By Friday afternoon she couldn't stand and was crying in pain if you tried to move her so we had to make that horrible decision again and get the Vet to send her on her way to join the rest of the clan waiting over the rainbow bridge.
 It was all very quick and peaceful and unbelievably sad.
 As a puppy she was pretty wild, and an unusual shade of black, different from her litter mates.
 She grew into a magnificent Berner but her hips and elbows were not good enough to breed so she never made a mum.
Now she has gone she joins the rest of this group, top left her mum Reba, then Dotty and Aunt Montana, front row left Spotty, Bliss and her dad Rocky. Only Mr Bear is missing from this group, he was still living in Ireland at the time of this pic. Lovely dogs, short lives, well lived.

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