Monday 4 April 2011

Hi everyone, it's Bazzy here. It's a little bit lonely now that I am on my own. I have no one to play bitey face with anymore. Mum and Dad have decided not to get another dog. They want to start doing some travelling, and will take me with them. So it's just me for now. I'm still a little bit lost without my big sissy though. Mum thinks I have depression. I had a bit of fun yesterday though. Dad took me to the Dog Park and we met up with Sophie, she's an 11 year old Airedale that lives in the hills. So Sophie and I played bitey face and completed the whole walk around the park together. Sophie's mum was upset that Ellie has crossed the bridge, she liked old Ellie. It was so great to see Sophie and get to play Airedale style! No one plays bitey face like us Dales do! Baz.

Friday 25 March 2011

A sad sad day

On Wednesday March 23rd, we said goodbye to our sweet old Ellie.

She crossed the Rainbow Bridge, cradled in daddy's arms and with me stroking her face and telling her how much we love her, while the vet did what needed to be done.

Our hearts are broken.

Ellie was our first Airedale, she was Tim's first dog ever.

She taught us so so much, and we loved her fiesty, independant attitude - she had lots of it too!

But age was not being kind to our sweet baby girl. She was deteriorating quickly and in the early hours of Wednesday morning Tim was woken by the sounds of Ellie having a seizure. I tried doing everything the vet had said to do. This was the 3rd seizure over a 3 year period.

But Ellie was really distressed and as she also has a heart murmer we rushed her to the 24hr Emergency vet.

After long discussions with the 2 vets, it was decided that Ellie had had enough and could now longer fight back from this.

It tore our hearts out to see her lying in the vet office with no fight - I mean this is my strong FIESTY airegirl.

But we both knew in our hearts that the vets were right and it was time to let Ellie go.

Walking out of that vet office and leaving my little girl behind was one of the toughest things I have ever had to do.

Tim and I both had non stop tears pouring down our faces.

We drove home in silence, both in total shock.

We had 11 years and 3 months of love, devotion, laughter, despair, but best of all, the cheeky fiestiness that was Ellie.

We thank you sweetpea for all that you gave us and all that you taught us.

You have fulfilled your purpose on this earth - of being a GREAT dog!

Run Free baby girl, we will hold you in our hearts forever, until we are reunited once again.

We love you Miss Ellie.

Jo & Tim.