Sadly, our wee terrier Murphy, has gone to the great kennel in the sky. On Tuesday the vet came and he went to sleep on his favourite bed in his favourite spot in the garden. The sun was shining, the daffodils blooming and the birds singing so it was as peaceful and beautiful as it could be.
Doesn't make losing him any easier though and we miss him every day. He was 14 and had a happy life until going down hill dramatically over the last few weeks . He is the wee fellow in my avatar.