this is Dobby - outside, in the wind, enjoying herself as usual. she was born in our porch and lived here for over 12 years, but we had to put her down on monday:( a week before she seemed to have suffered a stroke - or side effects of a tumor, we don't know for sure. the vet thought she might improve if it had been a stroke, but after a week of getting progressively worse we had no choice after all:( now there is a Dobby-sized hole in the house - we all still call her, look for her in her favourite spots and have to get used to a one-dog household again. and we're glad that Minnie and Mr Pringles have chosen us as new family - it would be even more empty without the two of them!
and of course I did collect a lot of Dobby's fluff - so there will always be a little bit of her left - apart from our memories!
