|George, Meg and William|
It was peaceful and calm and he was looking at me as if to say " what's all this stupid fuss about?"
He had become very ill very quickly, it was something in his abdomen - a massive inflammatory reaction and what felt like a mass
The young vet was relieved when I agreed it was time for him to go.
I kissed George one too many times on the head and he moved away in typical Scotty style.
No fuss. No messing
Scotties hate it all.
It bothers them.
I asked if I could inject the anaesthetic so he could see me and the vet allowed me to although she still held the syringe and as he felt the oddness of the medication react, George let out a very faint " aroo!"
Scotties aroo a great deal when puzzled.
A good AROO! can burst an eardrum
Always, last in the pecking order
Always last in the car
Always last on a walk
He never demanded a thing
I couldn't face going home after the vets, and so I went to Mostyn Gallery in Llandudno to look at the art......over coffee I recalled one single memory of this self contained little dog which was his obvious and oh so contagious joy at bedtimes when he alone was singled out from the others and chased up the stairs by his Prof and master to bed.