Its been a long few weeks....

     .....since I wrote my online diary.  A hard and sad few weeks, Joey the Dog became older, slower and more and more confused.  Darsh took him to the vet and we decided to let nature take her course and not to treat the old boy.  He always loathed going to the vets and the groomers and it was starting to upset him more and more.  He seemed quite happy bumbling around, sleeping all day long and getting up at 4am to demand OUT and breakfast.....

     ......he loved his Neville blanket and it went everywhere with us, he would look for it and settle down happily on it wherever we put it for him.....

     .....we tried to take him on one last holiday in the camper van but as soon as we got to Bristol he started to deteriorate.....it was very hot and it all got just too much for him.

     We lost him on July 3rd 2017.

      .....one of his last days out, a walk along the canal bank, old and slow but he could walk further than me that day, my toes and ankle were so painful for such a long time....

               ....he was spoilt, spoilt rotten, and he had a naughty streak that was almost bigger than he was....

                   ....in his younger days he was always ready to play.......

             .....and he was very, very pretty....

          ......I loved him very much and life is quieter, and lonely without him.