Doggos

Busted.

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Eyes on the (porky) prize…

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Barnaby the neuron deficient dog rummaging near the banks of the Mersey with his backside facing the Runcorn Riviera docks, every day sent just for him.

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Spike Island?

Pickerings pasture :grin:

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The reclaimed rubbish tip near the sewage works? Lovely. :wink:

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It can get whiffy in summer, Pex Hill calls during warmer weather.

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Handy for the Unicorn.

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Seriously having to think about the bad thing with my Jarvis.
The only thing that’s keeping him going is pills and he’s so good right now but Vet says it’s only a matter of time before kidney and liver failure happens.
I really don’t know what to do. He’s always been my hound and MrsM is already talking about another dog…
Can’t stop crying.

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Love him while you can. You are sensitive. You will know when the time is right.
All the best.

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Heart goes out to you - I’m sure he’ll let you know when it’s time and that you’ll do the right thing.
Won’t be easy of course, and many more tears will flow, but try to think about the wonderful life you had together and just be grateful your paths crossed.

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Sorry Dave, such a difficult time. You’ll know when it’s time - Jarvis will give you that look.

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Dave, you’ll know when the time is right. If he’s doing ok for the moment and not suffering then make the most of the time you’ve still got.

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Feel for you mate.

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You will know when you need to do the right thing Dave.

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You’re the guy he looks up to, to make the big decisions. You’ll know when it’s time.

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Just give him a big hug - one that’ll last the rest of your life.

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Sorry if that came across a little glib - last year Nev, our lovely, daft, nervous Springer, smashed his elbow (detailed earlier on this or another thread) and there was a bench in the field where it happened and where I took him to assess the damage. Anyway, to cut a long story short, every time we go there, he makes a beeline for the bench and looks at me in the same way he did that night as I was holding his leg, trying to work out how badly he was hurt. He remembers, I remember. We can’t talk about it (obviously), but there’s an unbreakable connection. If only all relationships were as simple

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