So where am I now. I had a slightly better year. Sadly I lost my wingman, my best friend, my confidant. Someone who was always there for me, never grumbled when I was sad, never grumbled when I was angry.
He was the best dog I have ever owned, Jet dog was by far the best friend anyone could wish for and in the end I had to take the decision to take him one more time to see the vet, knowing he wouldn't be returning
His rear end had started to go and his quality of life was suffering, he was having difficulty in squatting to poo . God, I am in bits typing this. It hurts knowing I wont see his happy smiley face each morning when I get up and how excited he used to get when he saw me putting my walking boots on. So sadly missed
Good bye old man, I will see you the other side of the Rainbow Bridge
