Our lovely greyhound had to be put to sleep this morning . He was diagnosed with osteosarcoma in his shoulder , which was highly aggressive , and spread rapidly in the space of three weeks , leaving us with no options other than to let him go . I'm gutted , DH is gutted , and kids are devastated . And just to add to it all , I managed to back into someone else's car whilst taking DS to work . Great . Fucking great .
Our other lovely hound is bewildered , and keeps curling up next to me , nudging me as if to say 'I'm here !' But she's not happy either and keeps looking for him , as she did when we lost our first boy . So I think we're going to have to get her a new dog friend . But today I just feel like howling . Again .