Goodbye to my little best mate

 Our lovely, warm-hearted little dog of immense personality was put to sleeptoday. At nearly fifteen 
years old he’d had a good innings (105 in dog years),but his back legs had gone phut to the degree that he couldn’t push up on them,making it almost impossible for him to get through the dog door. He’d surpriseus sometimes by going out through it without difficulty, but then couldn’t getback in; there was a step on the other side making it a bigger jump. And he’dstarted to baulk at coming ...