I'm sure you've given them all a great sunset to their lives. Unfortunately I can't open the files you attached. Would love to see them.
You give them all your love right to the end .. whenever that may be. Then you miss them like hell. And then you start all over again, it's in your/our dna.
ATTACH=full]14022[/ATTACH] my Mam’s Cairn Terrier, Robbie Burns. Mam loved that dog. Broke my heart, when I had to tell her it was time. Audrey gave him a last cuddle, said ‘thank you’.
Nice one, Paul. It's been over four years since Bella and Sable died. We're very slowly coming round to the idea of getting another dog. We'll see.
Fantastic. My JR, Fuzzy I had from 2008 till she died in 2015, also a rescue. Best dog ever, but she had every issue under the sun when I got her. After some lengthy training she was amazing. I used to drop her at my Mum & Dad's when I went to the match. My Mum tells me that 20 mins before I was coming home she would sit on the door mat, ready to greet me. Up till then she would have fun with my Mum in the garden or the house. She really had a perception I've never found in a human.
"Ah go on, go on, go on...." You know it makes perfect sense Kev. Once a doggy owner always ..... They'll love you for ever.
That's true. But with losing both dogs within a few months, it took quite a lot out of us on an emotional level. We've been saying it seems about the right time to get another one, hopefully.
sorry, old love. Had technical issues. Here’s one for thee.. you met that old lass, when you came to see us in Wentworth.
I was going through the same grief last night Kev, old pal. I was trying to work out the dog count over last 4 years. Mam’s Cairn Terrier, Robbie Burns. 1999- 2016 My Ellie. 2000-2019 Adoptee Ben 2002-2020 Current chap Alfie 2004- very soon. Lost Mam 3 years ago, 1933-2018z My best friend 5years ago, Kevin Junior 1970- 2016. My music big brother from bands, last year. Dave Kusworth 1960-2020. All that whilst trying to recover from stroke & get used to living back up north. That’s more than enough, for a solitary man.
Thanks, mate. It’s something I bottle up. A permanent state of grief. The BBS has grown up so much this last 2 seasons, so even I am not scared to share.