The sun shone a little less brightly today. Brigid's wonderful dog Barkley passed on today.
There's not much I can say on this. She made the right choice and she gave him that last unselfish gift that we all owe our faithful friends when the time comes, sparing him a lot of pain even though it means letting go. It's hard, I know. But Barkley was a very lucky dog in that he was loved and adored, both by Brigid and her husband and by many others, some of whom, like me, who only knew him from her blog.
Farewell, Barkley. You were loved.