Dogs ...

I spent time with one of my very good friends today. I wish I could say it was just to hang out and catch up but it was not that kind of morning. Far from it.

The family's beloved dog had been diagnosed with cancer a few weeks back and, literally, over night she took a turn for the worse.

There was nothing more they could do for her and when I arrived I knew we had to make that fateful trip to the vet. And worse still, we couldn't wait for Mr M to arrive home. It just wouldn't have been the right or fair thing to do for her.

And it just sucks. Even knowing that you are doing the right thing. Even knowing she will no longer be in any pain. None of it makes you feel any better about having to make the call. And I watched my friend's heart break at knowing it was time.

Dogs - or any pet for that matter - are one of the family. So ingrained into our daily lives. In everything we do. Every holiday that is taken. Every vet appointment written on the calendar with the other family events. They belong and are loved. Dearly.

Even more so when you see your children interacting with them and bonding with them. And especially when a dog is so patient and loyal and loving with a toddler wanting to crawl all over them and use them as a walking aid. Or a tween who wants to teach them tricks and makes them practice over and over again.

And it reminded me of all the beautiful animals we have farewelled in the past few years.

So to my friends, I need to say.

I am so truly sorry that today turned out this way for you. It was so unexpected that things would happen this quickly. She was such a beautiful dog and I'm sure you have so many treasured memories of her time with you.

May she forever run and play on the beach now, free of pain and forever young.

Rest in Peace, Stoli!

Love you guys.
xxx