
I’d just like to say, on behalf of Hubby, #1 and #2, that I’m so grateful for all the lovely emails and forum posts I’ve received since losing B. People have said lovely things, and so many have said that they feel like they know us, through the blog and the photos, etc. I took this picture of B in the bottom field with the house in the background yesterday afternoon just before she disappeared.
Hubby and I have thought constantly about how difficult it is to strike a balance when owning a greyhound. By their very nature they love to run, and it seems almost cruel to keep them on the lead all the time, but now we’ve experienced what can happen, maybe it’s best to keep them close to you.
Poor little #2 came home with a lovely piece of writing he’d done at school. At the risk of making myself blub yet again (I dissolved into tears at the dog food in Tesco yesterday which was somewhat embarrassing), here’s what he wrote:
Becks’ Life Adventure
She was four years old
Becks was a greyhound
She was born in Dundalk
She was very playful
Becks liked nicking our toys
She lived in the house
She was forn (sic)
She liked meeting new people
I’m so sad that she left us on the tenth of February
My Prayer to Becks
We had some fun times with you
I hope you had the same with us
Goodbye and for now and forever goodnight
Bless his little heart, eh?