It was around mid July time before Portugal (horrible timing) when she was looking uncomfortable, we later found out she had an aggressive tumour underneath her. She was so brave and soldiered on like it wasn't there whatsoever, it was only when she 'went' after putting her down that she yelped in pain, which showed how much pain she was in at the time.
It was devastating for all of us, but I was a mess for weeks, and cherished the last 4 days of her before the dreaded 'appointment' every pet owner wants to avoid. She went peacefully, and I was the last thing she saw, with puppy beside me (who has grown a lot and now the dog of the house) I had to be there, she was my best friend, my world, my Jess, my dog. She couldn't of asked for a better 10 and a half years.
She did have an operation 3 years ago to remove a tiny tumour, so she lived a long and great life. I think of her and miss her everyday. 'Jess' Field' and 'Jess' Track', which I always jog on, I always do a little gesture to remember her.. Sad I know but I always think of her. Must of taken 1000s of dog walks on those fields, they will forever be hers.
RIP Lovely Jess
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