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He was a dog - he didn't have many things apart from his collar and lead. If he had any toys, balls or sticks they were chewed up and destroyed within minutes. But he had our love and he loved us dearly, and his home and garden, and he adored Nelly and looked after her like a big brother. He loved ripping up mail and catalogues when the postman called, a big tough Amazon box delighted him, and he could hear the rustle of a Peperami packet from anywhere.
This is so hard - we are heartbroken and Nelly seems lost...