Goodbye Saxon

Tam's old Deutscher Schäferhund has died at the grand old age of 12. Bless him.



Poor Saxon. He had a tumour that ruptured, and so he was put to sleep. I got a text from Tam on Monday and I cried lots. I've known him since he was a tiny pupple, when he and my dogs Pippa and Macca used to play together. One less good dog in the world. Run free, dude.

Yesterday I pet-taxi'd a couple and their dog Muttley to the vet, and it turned out that he'd had a stroke. If he's shown no sign of improvement by tomorrow, he has to go back and be put to sleep... and I'll have to take him. I've only known him for fifteen minutes but it still breaks my heart. Damn dogs. They say 'a dog is for life', but 12-14 years is just not long enough.

Happy dogs.

There's a nose under my desk.





Max, Didz and Sheebs. Collies are wonderful. Only collies would pose for photos like this. If I asked all the other dogs to join me on the sofa, they would say, "Pfft, jog on." Or, "Oooh, are we having dinner?!"



Floyd sits in this position most of the time when I'm in, just watching me, perhaps waiting for me to get up from the computer and say, "Let's have some munchies!" It never, ever happens. But he still sits and waits. Sometimes I turn round and scratch his head, and he gives me a paw, just in case it's time for munchies. Ever hopeful. Or he sticks his beard in my face and sniffs all over my head, and it makes me giggle.

This is very much turning into a Dog Blog. I don't have much else to talk about, you see.

Saying goodbye...

Today I said t'ra to 3 things that I will never see again.



My sparkly office. I will miss its shininess. As far as offices go, it wasn't actually that bad to clean! Kind of satisfying. Everything's nice and new and comes up nice, so you feel that cleaning is worthwhile, if you know what I mean. Like, if it was old and grotty no-one would notice if it was clean or not. I would actually love to work there, as an office worker, like. It's so airy and huge and air conditioned and they have free biscuits and fruit and their own desks to do what the hell they want with and laptops and desktop PCs and speakers and flexitime...



My Sheebs. I want her to staaay. She's been here since Monday, and it was love at first sight. I will miss her so much. I can't explain, but I really bonded with her. Like we knew each other in a previous life or something. I was so sad to see her and her cute colleh nose go home.



This is Cadbury (Cads). I've been walking him every other week since the beginning of the year, and he's a lovely old soppy bundle of love. He's moving up North with his family next week so I had to leave my key on his dining room table when I left him today. It took me ten minutes to say goodbye. I'll miss his cuddly bounciness and his speckly white beard.

Awww. I need cheering up now.