‘He just can’t do it any more. Miles he’d walk. Every day. Now he can hardly get to the end of the road. And food! He’s hardly eating. His digestive system seems to be shot. Just … don’t ask.’
‘Well he’s a pretty decent age you know. He’s done well. He’s not going to get any better. You might consider whether it’s time to put him out of his misery, before he really starts to suffer’.
‘To be honest, I’d been wondering myself. Just let me get used to the idea.’ said Rover, with a business-like flick of his tail.
Margaret Lawrenson blogs at From Pyrenees to Pennines
Oh yes! What a great idea, it should catch on very quickly.
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Reblogged this on From Pyrenees to Pennines and commented:
The other week, I accepted a challenge. Sammi Cox of Whispers and Echoes asked her readers to write a story in 100 words – neither more nor less. And yesterday she published my offering. Thanks, Sammi!
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Thanks Sammi. It’s nice to see my little story presented here.
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You’re very welcome. Thank you for sending it over and giving us the opportunity to share it, Margaret 🙂
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