Sei-Chan: I had a post all thought out for today and then we heard last night that our dear friend, Ms. A, had had to help her beloved dog, YOU, to the Bridge, so we decided that today's post should be in honour of him. You see, his #1 is actually a writer but she doesn't have a blog, so we will do the honours instead.
YOU was an 8-year old French bulldog and his life was a mixture of both bad luck and great good luck. He initially belonged to some people who were frightened of him and so not very nice to him but, when he was one and a half years old, Ms. A and her partner adopted him. It's likely that he was bred by someone with little concern for animal health because he had problems for most of his life, starting with respiratory issues and ending with epilepsy and various other ailments. But oh was he loved after that initial blip! He was the apple of Ms. A's eye and he knew it!
In Ms. A's words, YOU was "the most tender, funny, brave and feisty French Bulldog in the world and we will cherish his memory." He was certainly unforgettable. He had a thing about plastic carrots and he always had to have one around wherever he was. And, small as he was, he was of truly giant stature, a huge heart in a small body. We feel for his family and know how much they will miss him.
Run Free, Buddy! YOU were the best!
Sep. 19, 2003 - June 17, 2011