Onyxia
Well-Known Member
Our little Yorkie, who never quite accepted that he was knee high to a grass hopper, died yesterday at 15, only a few weeks shy of his 16th birthday.
I feel very sad he is gone,but also glad he is not old and hurting any more.
I remember my mother bringing him home so clearly it may as well be yesterday.
He was a wonderful ratter, loyal friend bane of my mothers evil cats life, RIP Dougal
Lord I looked bad
But i was only 13 
I feel very sad he is gone,but also glad he is not old and hurting any more.
I remember my mother bringing him home so clearly it may as well be yesterday.
He was a wonderful ratter, loyal friend bane of my mothers evil cats life, RIP Dougal
Lord I looked bad