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Bertie followed Death through a door in the wall of the vet's surgery which had not been there a few moments ago and down a long passage which opened into sunlight. Through eyes now undimmed Bertie recognized his favourite beach and on legs now free of arthritis he ran along the edge of the water barking with excitement. As he ran into the distance his footprints became lighter and lighter and then a wave came and gently swept them all away. His barks were heard for a little longer but then became indistinguishable from the cries of the gulls.*
Bertie, 9th July, 1998 to 7th April, 2015, RIP
And in happier times, chilling in Spain last year.
*with apologies to the late Sir Terry Pratchett
Bertie, 9th July, 1998 to 7th April, 2015, RIP
And in happier times, chilling in Spain last year.
*with apologies to the late Sir Terry Pratchett