Not much crafting going on, other than a little bit of knitting. I will share this with you on a later date.
I lost the youngest of my three little Jack Russels. I noticed when I we came back from the States, Max (9 years old), was looking a bit thin, I kept an eye on him and this last week I noticed his tummy looked a bit bloated, but he still walked around and sat with me, he still ate his cooked supper and all the snacks that were on offer.
On Friday I decided to take him to the Vet first thing in the morning. She gave him three injections an antibiotic, pain killer and something for colic and told me to change his diet and just keep and eye on him. I took him home and noticed he was not happy, he was just lying outside vomiting, I kept bringing him inside but he kept going out and just lay on the lawn. By 3pm I could see he was not doing well and took him back.
The Vet kept him at the surgery on a drip, at 5:30pm she phoned to say he is really not looking well, she was worried and we decided to operate to have a look. She phoned back 10min later to say that he had cancer on his liver and it had spread all over and had ruptured and that she could not do anything for him and that it would be better to have him “put down”!
He will be greatly missed! He was my little buddy he followed me all around the house. He was no great quilter or crochet and his knitting sucked, but he loved keeping me company.
I was not ready to give him up!