RIP Candydog.

I just had a call from my ex.

Candy had been vomiting all night.

She was taken to the Vet. She had a very tender belly and was unwell, so the decision was made to put her to sleep.

RIP little hound. May you go to dog heaven, where there are plenty of people to give you belly rubs, bits of food and treats. Where there are heating ducts to lie over when you get cold, and carte blanche with lying on the couches.

You bought us so many happy times. Even though we annoyed you and teased you with food, you never bit or growled.

You were so well behaved at cafes. Strangers on the street would squeal with joy when they saw you. You graciously allowed them pats. Sometimes, if you saw somebody you particularly liked, you would sit down with them. Sometimes you would even roll over and let them rub your belly.

That was the kind of doggy you were.

It was just such a shame that I didn't get custody, but you were looked after very well, and given a great place to run about. You helped keep the peace in a difficult situation.

That was the kind of doggy you were.

You will always be remembered. I am glad that you were well until nearly the end, that you did not have to suffer too much.

Your mummy loves you xxx

Adios little dog.