Tonight at about 9.00pm my darling little Matilda died.
She'd been coughing and having a bit of trouble breathing so I was sitting in bed with her in my arms. I popped her on the bed next to me and she fell asleep. She then took one long breath. Little Pippi lay down next to her and then she was gone.
My beautiful, darling, tiny, faithful and devoted little baby had gone to dog heaven. Tomorrow we will organise to have her cremated so when I die her ashes can be scattered with mine.