I've been putting of posting this, but I guess it's time now. We lost our lovely Monty, two weeks ago now. It's very sad and we're all a little heartbroken. He was so lovely. There is a very lonely corner of the kitchen that used to be permanently occupied by our wee man. I don't think anyone realised how much we chatted to him until you suddenly find you can't anymore. As my mam so eloquently put it "he listened to some amount of bullshit in his wee life". He was a great listener. It's funny how much dogs become part of your life, part of your family.
It seems he had cancer in his wee leg and not arthritis as originally diagnosed. It's hard when you don't see it coming, then again it could have been harder if we'd to watch him suffer.
Johnny wrapped him in a wee blanket and we laid him to rest in a little corner of our garden under a large oak beside his wee pal Homer. I like to think that there both playing in a meadow together, tails wagging, tongue hanging out up there in doggy heaven. Just like they did so often in our garden.
RIP Monty, you were completely wonderful. xxxxx
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