There's always blog posts you never want to write and this is such a post. With heavy heart I have to say that we had Poppy, our Black Lab put down on New Year's Eve, almost 10 years to the day after getting her from Battersea Dog's Home.
Back in February she had a lump on her leg that she licked to the point of making it sore. She then developed another lump in her groin which came and went over time. The vet suggested we had the lumps removed and analysed which was when we learnt that they were both cancerous. The vet was not able to say what her future would be at that point but as she appeared in good health we were hopeful the cancer had gone or would at least be slow to return. Not so and the lumps did come back. However she stayed fit ... until recently. Sadly just after Christmas she deteriorated rapidly and we made the agonising decision, on New Year's Eve, to say our final goodbye.
She is now buried under a Mulberry tree we bought ages ago and had never got round to planting. We each put something in the grave for her - a couple of sticks, a tennis ball and a raw hide bone. Whilst we have thrown Poppy's last stick and have shed many tears, she leaves us with hundreds of happy memories ... and a few we'd rather not remember!