No matter how many beloved pets you have, it is always painful when you lose one.

During the night Gavin’s back legs began to fail to support him and he cried all night. By morning, after a dose of his pain medication, his walking improved by only a tiny margin.

We made a decision. I couldn’t see him go through another night the way his last night was. His vet gently sent him on his way.

At 15 years of age, the dear old boy took the record for the longest lived of our dogs.

I wish to thank all the people on Facebook for the lovely sentiments they expressed. They were a comfort to both of us.

Fly my handsome boy, your Patty is waiting on the other side for you.

Arrrrrrr!