On Monday I let my beautiful little waterbaby leave us. Over the last couple of years she had been affected by laryngeal paralysis, but in her usual no nonsense style she didn't let it affect her enjoyment of life, in fact right to the end she was keen to go for walks and was always ahead of us with her tail wagging and enjoying every moment, but her breathing was deteriorating quite rapidly and for the last couple of nights she was struggling to relax, coughing and her breathing was taking abdominal effort. I can't allow my dogs to suffer so I took my happy and alert girl for her last trip. Tiffany was just a perfect girl, although she was quite an anxious girl and couldn't cope with being singled out ( even had to look away when she went to the toilet!) she had the heart of a lion. She was so gutsy and full of life, going through my photos of her, and I have a lot of them, I was hard pushed to find any of her dry, let alone freshly groomed as she was such a tomboy. She was the easiest dog to live with, quiet and settled at home but great fun and always in the thick of it and on the go on walks, the beach being her favourite. She was top dog in our home, a position that came naturally to her though unless you really watched them you would never know as she pretty much kept away from any shenanigans the others had and rarely played with them, only when the girls came into season would she assert herself, and this was normally through body slamming during play. I don't think I ever heard her grumble, she just didn't have a nasty bone in her body. It's hard to express how much I loved this quiet and unassuming girl, I'm going to miss her so much. Our beach trips will never be the same again. RIP Itzapromise Darlin xx
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