Oh God, I wish I didn't have to say this but the wonderful ginger boy went to The Bridge this evening.
It was an extremely hard decision for Gill to make but it was the right one
She was out for a while taking Treacle to his new owner and when she got back home he had another do but Gill knew it was worse than the others and she phoned me to ask what she should do. She had phoned the vet and he was out on an emergency and was asked to go at 6.30 p.m. for him to look at Winston. Gill was bothered that she might have to have Winston pts and wanted that to happen at home. The nurse had said that the vet could do more for him at the surgery and I said that if it came to that it didn't really matter where he was so long as Gill was with him.
She phoned me later to say that it was bad news and he had gone
Gill is heart broken and I don't suppose I helped crying on the phone with her either. I had the pleasure of meeting Winston last year and he was gorgeous. He was so cute when he was licking Gill's nose bless him.
I really hope there is a M&S at The Bridge because Winston will still expect his prawns every Saturday
Mary
