Bye George!

My mum and dad were up visiting with their pet lab George. He is the brother of Frank and Harold who went up to the big kennel in the sky a couple of years ago. George was on his last legs..well front ones as the back ones didn't work. He was nearly blind and miserable so it was time to let him go. Much thought went into the decision to have him put down on holiday, but one thing affirmed their plan. IT"S CHEAPER IN DUNBAR THAN MANCHESTER TO HAVE YOUR DOG BUNKED OFF!
At the vets, they explained they were on holiday. The vet said, "you must be the with that man who had his 2 labs put down last year!". How did she know? Have we got a reputation as some sort of canine serial killers? Who knows?

Anyway, not all was lost. My dad managed to fit a chair in the boot, in the space george normally occupied, and Trefor has gained a new bed, lead and a box of dog food. We had seen a taxidermist in Inverness that we had thought about contacting as I could do with a new foot stool to rest this sore leg on!