- May 21, 2018
It‘s really awful losing a dog. Took me a very long time to come to terms with the death of my first dog in particular.I went out on Friday to my usual haunt, I played my darts, then went to join my other mates. The owner of the pub is one of them, now he's as tough as they come, yet I got the feeling he was not himself. It was later he came to me to tell me their little dog had died. I used to fuss it when it was allowed in the bar at the end of the night, he reckoned it wasn't too ill, but died whilst under the anaesthetic for some exploratory work. It was only coming up six, I really felt for him as he had a real bond with it.