George 1996 - 2008

Sad end to our holiday in Tenerife last week. We discovered after arriving home that George, our 11 year old golden retreiver died whilst we were away. He suffered from a twisted stomach 3 years ago (Where the stomach twists round and stops anything getting in or out), and only through an emergency operation at 1am in the morning did he survive. He had it again on Wednesday, but although the kennels rushed him to the vets who in turn operated on George immediately, he didn't make it.

Charlotte is devasted as she and George grew up together, but we've decided that we had 3 extra years out of George that we shouldn't have so can't be too sad he's gone. Bethany hasn't quite got the concept of death, though it didn't help that she's just learnt the Easter story at school as she's convinced George will rise again after 3 days ...

Jackson, our Lhasa Apso, is totally lost without George as he's never been separated from him before. He's taken to lying in George's spots around the house, and has no interest in anything ... I took him for a walk last night down the path that runs behind the train station car park. There was a lot of work down there last year, with pipes being laid, paths being dug up and put back down, and bits fenced off, and I have a permanment memorial to George because of it. One evening we got to where a stream runs under the path, and found it cordoned off with yellow warning tape as a new concrete had been laid ... Unfortunately George didn’t understand the concept of yellow warning tape, so plowed through the tape and into the wet concrete. George being George didn’t back out, no he turned full circle, utilising all 4 paws, before stepping out again (And taking out the tape he missed before ...) So now whenever I walk down there, I see George's work in all it's glory..

Oh, and Jackson wrote I T F C in the wet concrete at the same time... That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Mia and I got George before we got married, and I named him George after the character in 'Of Mice and Men' and would often quote the cartoon version I'd seen and tell Mia that "I'd love him, and pet him, and I will call him George".

He was fantastic with the girls, guarding their beds when they were babies, and letting them climb on him, pull his whiskers etc as they grew up. We're all going to miss him.