And dd2 doesn't know about it yet. We took him to the vet at 6.45 and he wad admitted. Shock. I personally think it was the dog who got into the fenced off bit of the garden and although they were in their run still, scared the hell out of it. I called at 9.30, fine, 10.00pm we had a call to say he'd died. Couldn't speak to H about it 'cos dd1 was still up and didn't want to exacerbate the situation.
So, poor dd2 has that to face up to this morning. Must admit when I opened my eyes this morning my head went straight into my hands ....
Mum said whatever you do, don't get another one.
Any thoughts?
TIAxx