Sleep well, Heather

My mum lost her wee dog today. We got her Heather as a gorgeous wee Westie pup just days after my dad died in 1999, and they were quite a pair, looking out for each other.

Heather had been unwell for a few days though. Suspected gastro-enteritis, then suspected pancreatitis, then more tests today showed it to be kidney failure.

This picture is one I snapped from years ago with our old Labrador Freddie, who we lost 2 years ago, when they were both in their prime. I hope they have renewed their friendship today.