What a strange month we’re leaving behind
Each summer I enjoy sharing photos of sunflowers on social media. If I do that this year it’ll be tinged with sadness. They’ll be a remindersof a terrible night for our local area.
Each summer I enjoy sharing photos of sunflowers on social media. If I do that this year it’ll be tinged with sadness. They’ll be a remindersof a terrible night for our local area.
The other day I managed to catch on camera Albert Claude and Cerise in a delirious moment of play. At least Cerise seemed delirious for a split second, Albert was just being Albert. It’s...
All the reading I do in the world won’t make pet loss any easier. But I’ll keep doing it for now as I find comfort in words and knowledge.
I know every dog is unique. But emotionally I couldn’t help myself fitting Cerise into my expectations. I should have known better.
Her big amber eyes stare straight into those of the person who, perhaps, holds her future in their hands. She’s just a year old and stands on wobbly legs, one with a nasty, infected...
Albert Claude’s cousin Chester is staying and play is order of the day. Happy dogs playing is a joy and privilege to witness.
I am soon heading to the UK to join friends at the biggest ever All About Dogs Show in Newbury Showground. Held over two days – Easter Sunday and Monday, 17-18 April – the...
Albert Claude is way off in the distance, a dark grey blur against the frosted brightness of the winter field. I’m useless at judging distance but at a guess, he’s probably a hundred or...
It’s 8.30am and I’m staring at a small, white plastic pot on the kitchen counter. In it are 120 food supplements. One hundred and twenty days worth. Four months. It’ll be spring by the...
After a sudden, short and devastating illness, Renae died on Christmas Eve. Sadness consumes Michel and I as we struggle to accept our incomprehnesible loss. But accept we must and for the sake of...