Received a call from my younger brother about an hour ago to say Oscar, our family dog had gone on his final vet visit. He'd had a couple of severe health problems this year due to age and this time he couldn't fight it and was unable to walk.
Oscar was a rescue dog and had a lovely temperament. He was very protective of us, and as he got older he actively sought out fuss. I'll miss him greeting me at the door when I visit my mums.
Sleep well, Oscar - we loved you very much.