It has been just over a month since I lost my boy, my lovely dog Barney. He was the dog that never grew old, young at heart and always up to mischief. He always had to be doing something, was always at the centre of attention. For almost twelve years he was the heart of our family. His tail never stopped, even in his darkest of moods, and his love of food encompassed all else. For all his troubles he was a good dog, loyal, loving, incredibly funny. His favourite toy was his bunny wabbit, though he would be just as happy with a pair of socks or a toilet roll or anything else that would fit in his mouth. Barney’s escapades will go down in family history. He will never be forgotten and can never be replaced.
Run free baba x
your loving owner, Jenny xx
