My beautiful sheep dog was put to rest today. His name was Rip.
He was the kindest, loyalist dog i have ever had the pleasure of working with.
Living on a farm is the nicest place to live, the open,beautiful fresh air.
Being part of a hill farming family, dogs play a massive part in the day to day running of a farm.
Rip has had a long battle with a foot growth, with nothing more the vets could do for him, the decision was made this morning to put him to sleep, and end his long term battle with pain.
Once again my heart aches at the loss of a loyal friend. A friend, no matter what the weather, was by your side to help.
I know he is in a better place now, running through the open meadows in heaven.
I'll never forget my old dog Rip.
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