This was them on Tuesday morning, when, for once, Gail remembered to bring her camera.
|Dogs left to right: Chip, Monty, Milo, Bertie, Rory|
Then, having said my hellos, I race on ahead, 'cos, frankly, they are all a bit slow for me.
Well this morning (Thursday) something seemed wrong.
Rory usually greets me with a gruff, friendly bark. But I couldn't see him anywhere.
Then Sheila came up to Gail and I overheard the following:
"Sorry, I hope you don't mind me asking, but could I possibly have a copy of some of those photos you took of the dogs a couple of days ago?"
"Yes of course, no problem" replied Gail, still not quite getting it.
"You see I lost Rory on Tuesday night. He was very old you know and he suddenly went downhill badly. It was his time to go...."
Sheila was being so brave and stoical, still out walking with her friends.
Here are a couple of the photos that Gail is going to print out and give her.