12/02/2025
As a lot of you will know, last weekend, we said goodbye to the bestest of boys, Andy, our long time paws at the park dog, sausage snacker, chicken fiend, gentle joker, goofball, snuggle monster, and basically the most incredible dog we could have hoped to have encountered. Andy was a heart dog, a soul mate, a family member, a reliable entity in a world that usually feels too much for a lot of us. He was the softest, most delicious smelling boy, and I can't count the number of times I buried my face in his neck and felt better about things. He was a healer. He was so much a part of my life. His dogmumma is one of my dearest friends, and he has spent Christmases with us, days out, been with me for so many memories, and been a big cousin to my little mollusc. He was the best big brother to his once wayward sister mimi who thrived, in part thanks to his dependability and tolerance. And he was everything to our friend, who rescued him all those years ago and kept rescuing him through so many trials and tribulations with his health, and ultimately made the hardest decision to rescue him one final time, from the dementia that was worsening week by week. I am so so grateful to her for bringing Andy into my life and for the gift of one final weekend with him before he went. It was one of the loveliest weekends of my life- just me, Molly and Andy, feasting, walking, playing and curling up together. Saying goodbye. Goodbye sweet boy, enjoy all those Sausages in the sky. We love you so much ###x