I don't know what to say, don't know how to feel...
We've just had to have Atol put to sleep... She'd have been 9 in the New Year. She'd given us 9 fantastic years... pain and pleasure...
Malc was out ferreting with her and the others this morning... don't know the ins and outs of what happened, Malcs told me, but I couldn't tell you. She came back holding her back leg up, thought her broken toe was bothering her. He went back to the car, came home. Gave her some anti-inflammatorys, but she was right in herself, ate her tea etc, but not bearing any weight on her back leg, just dangling