Goodnight my best boy and remember that I love you.
You fought so hard throughout your 4 short years. How many times did we rush to the vet during your seizures? What about the time you reacted to the drug you were on? So many times we thought you were losing you but you came back.
The vet tried to persuade us on more than one occasion to have you PTS but you proved over and over again you were such a fighter that I wasn't prepared to end that fight for you. Each time you came through and you were my happy, funny, grumbly wee boy again. I thought you would make it again this last time but your poor wee body just couldn't take any more. You did so well wee man but the battle was just too tough in the end.
I have so many good memories of you and your funny wee ways that I am writing them all down as a tribute to you.
You will always be in my heart.
xx
