It is with a very heavy heart that I have to tell you all that our little cherub Chloe was put to sleep this morning.
She suddenly 'wasn't quite right' , we took her to the vets on Monday morning, she had blood taken on Tuesday morning and the results that came back were devastating.
Serious kidney disease and a serious problem with her liver.
We couldn't believe the speed with which this had happened, she was running round the field in the sun on Saturday and dancing after her tea of fresh cooked chicken. She must have been suffering for a while, but was always a game little dog, and we just thought that, at 12 years of age, she was slowing down.
She deteriorated dramatically yesterday, and my hubby and I nursed her while she found peace.
She has come home and is now laid next to little Sammy, who we lost to heart disease 11 months ago.
Our house seems so empty today; the two boys, Toby and Harry, said goodbye to her when we brought her home, and even they seem subdued.
I have had tears streaming down my face all day, even now while I am typing, and hubby, who is never prone to emotion, has had tears rolling down his face.
Sleep peacefully, Cherub, and run fast and free with the sun on your back at the Bridge.