She was called Molly, a yellow lab, only a month off her 13th birthday. We got up this morning to find her off her legs and not right at all. We took her to the emergency vets who said she was bleeding from a tumour in her spleen, they couldn't do anything for her, and she was deteriorating in front of our eyes, so she had to be put to sleep. We stayed with her until she had gone. It was just so sudden, she was fine yesterday and enjoyed her walk with me and DD. It was the best way for her to go, she didn't suffer, she was so patient with our DD a loving, loyal, happy dog, right until the end. Goodbye Moll we will always love and remember you.