With our old dog, after we’d had the vet round, we sat with him in his bed on and off while we did other things, mindful of him there in the bedroom, and looked in on him from time to time.
Then, once it was nearly vet closing time, we had a rather sad and funny ‘get the dead dog to the vets place asap’ carrying him in his bed with his rather stiff legs through the corridor and out onto the road, various neighbours wanting to offer condolences while we’re trying to get a stiff legged dead dog into the boot of the car, both of us with fat eyes from crying all day but also laughing. And then somehow getting him in there through the back door, lots of twists and turns, rather than through the front door
He, Vinn, was already on his own new journey being rowed across the water to dog heaven and had left us the moment we let him go, and wouldn’t give this anecdote a thought
Nevertheless I kept a candle burning next to his water bowl for a week or more
) about how someone had hold of his tail 
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at doggy 'trying to purr' with xmas kitty
