It is with a heavy heart that I’m writing to say Scottie was helped to the Rainbow bridge this afternoon. This photo was taken on this morning’s walk about half an hour before he became ill.
He had been fit and well up to this morning – getting rather deaf, but otherwise his usual happy self. He thoroughly enjoyed his walk on West Hill this morning, but as he got out of the car he stopped, and hardly seemed to be able to walk. He came in an lay down – not happy but not distressed.
Fortunately we have a noon ferry on a Thursday so I had just enough time to pick him up and dash to the ferry. There wasn’t much room but the boys got me on. He went straight to the vet, who said she wanted to keep him for a couple of hours to do blood tests and x-rays.
The x-rays showed a huge tumour on his spleen. I had no choice but to be with him as he was put down. It was all very peaceful.
He was only 10.
He had come to me via the Scottish Terrier Emergency Care Scheme, the UK Scottie rescue group, in September 2005. At that point he was so fat he couldn’t sit down. But he soon lost the weight. (He would have told you I just didn’t feed him enough!) He was always a very happy chappy, friends with everyone, and enjoying everything which came his way. And he made me (and lots of other people) laugh day after day!
So here are a few pix, all taken in the past 6 months or so, to remember him by.