Farewell Sweetheart
Watson, my lovely dog, who I have had since I was 4 is going to the vets this evening.
It will probably be the last time I see him alive.
He hasn't eaten ANYTHING for three days, and he can't walk properly, and he keeps vomiting, and yesterday there was blood in his sick.
It's not fair to keep him here for the sake that we don't want him to go.
He's the best doggle ever. And I love him.
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He's deaf and has been for some considerable time.
He's got cataracts over both eyes and has had them for a while.
He survived cancer of the mouth - twice.
He suffered from depression when his good friend, Tigger the cat died.
He consoled me when my grandad died.
He consoled me when my friend Adam died.
He didn't know what was going on, but he knew I was sad.
I want to know who will console me when he, himself, is gone....
He whinges and he whines, but he makes my life worthwhile!
He's the most beautiful animal that has ever walked the Earth. He was my protector as a kid, and my friend throughout the entire time we've had the privilege to own him.
Goodbye Watson, and say hi to Tigger and Pepper for me.
I will always love you.