I don't know how to write this, I'm doing it today while the house is quiet.

Lily went to meet her new friends at the bridge a year ago tomorrow.  She was 22 months old.

She had auto immune disease,  she was diagnosed on the Monday evening but the vet wanted to take more tests to confirm.  On the Wednesday evening the tests came back and confirmed all our fears,  she wasn't responding to the interim treatments that the vet had given to her and so I had to make the decision to have her PTS.  I spent the last three nights I had with her on the settee cuddling and talking to her, and on the Thursday morning I took her to the vets.  

Lily was the first puppy I had ever brought into this world,  and I had to help her leave it.  She was a funny little girl - I always loved coming home to her, she used to sing and try to jump into your arms when I walked in the door.  She was never going to be a prize winner,  her markings were wrong, her tail was docked too short and her coat was a little too curly, but she was my Little Lil.  Whenever we had puppies, she would always go and have a look and a play, she would have been an excellent mum. 

My world collapsed that day,  even now I'm struggling to write this.  Everyone she met loved her,  we all miss her dreadfully and speak about her everyday.  If there was a crumb on the table it was like "Krypton Factor" watching her try to get it, she loved playing with empty pop bottles, anything that made a noise or rattled.  We miss you Lily, sleep tight.

You never lose your best friends because you can always find them in your heart,  God be good to her. 

Lily was so young which must make it so much harder for you.

Run free at the bridge Lily xx
Maria

Sorry to hear your sad news.

Look after Lily at Rainbow Bridge XX
Sheila

So very sorry - run free Lily

xx

Sorry to read this. Run free Lilly xxx