Today, 6th January 2019, it is 15 years since we had to end your suffering. During the 12 months before, we had lost Colin, very suddenly, then my little Spike, your son only 9 years old. Followed bybYogi, Colins best friend, then, you started limping. It was cancer...From November 2003 we nursed you, so easy to care for, happy little girl. Our vet was incredible, she knew the pain we had endured , so many losses and kept you pain free over Xmas. It was hard, we took you out to the toilet, lifting you and carrying you back in. Slept downstairs, you in your basket. You always slept well anyway, but you began sleeping more. When you woke, you would bark, as the New Year dawned, we knew it was time. I sat with you all night, at dawn , I brushed your long, golden and white fur, gently, I bathed your eyes, as I did every day. I talked to you, softly. You were my birthday present 14 years previously- I was with you when you had your pups, we had so many happy years, all of us - I knew you could hear me, you relaxed as I talked about the day we first met, the places you loved- the huge park in Maldon, running round with your friends, the 'Maldon Gang Of 4', as we called you! Walks through the nature reserve, the old railway line- And your first holiday, you adored the beach, trying to chase seagulls and venturing into the sea. You were accident prone- ran into our patio doors, got tangled in brambles. We moved to the seaside- as you got older you lost much of your hearing and your eyesight wasn't good- But we managed , you still ran along the seafront , loved your food, in fact, loved everyone and every animal you met. I told you that you would soon see your Master, Colin, your son, Spike your best friend, Yogi and all the other dogs and pups, wairing at the Rainbow Bridge for you-You started snoring, at 10.00 , wrapped in a blanket, you made your final journey. You never woke up, slipped into the Spirit world, unaware, no pain.