People always say that time is a healer, and although it is going to take a long time, I can now post about Hugo who sadly died a week ago in a tragic accident. My world came to a complete stop and I know that the hurt will stay with me for a very long time. My dear friend and companion wanted for nothing more than to please me. He was the friendliest, gentlest and most adorable dog you could ask for. His start in life wasn’t great, and he had been abandoned. I found him in an animal refuge in Bergerac. It was love at first sight, with him jumping up at me and placing his paws around my neck, at the same time pushing his head into my neck. We were smitten. Hugo was undernourished with muscle wasting, and was somewhat timid, but that soon changed with love and affection, good meals, plenty of walks and we eventually settled into a routine that filled my days with laughter and fun.

The void that is now left is so painful. I have such wonderful memories of him as I wonder the garden around all his favourite sniffing places, and go on our favourite walks but I am happy in the knowledge that he had a great life here with me and, although short, he was so loved. Go well in doggy heaven, my friend.