Dogs’ lives are too short.  Their only fault, really.

This poignant saying, attributed to American novelist Agnes Sligh Turnbull, was written on a card sent to me by a dear friend when our much loved rescue Dalmatian, Duke, died.

He came to us when he was seven years old, from the wonderful people at British Dalmatian Welfare  We knew that taking on an older dog would mean we wouldn’t have the same amount of time with him than if we’d had him from a puppy but we accepted that.  We were ready for it, we told ourselves.

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