Monday, February 18, 2013
the end of little loaf
Woken up by a phone call from the animal hospital in the middle of the night. Little Loaf had gotten worse, he had difficult to breath and his heart was struggling. A surreal conversation, with a veterinarian I've never met before. We rushed there and even if Malte, the sweetest little loaf in the whole wide world, was really happy to see us he was struggling, his self but at the same time not. A difficult decision was taken. He was put to sleep with us there, soft words, hugs, kisses and tears.
We were blessed with far to few years with your fabulously endearing and michiveous tyke behaviours, you were deeply loved and will be deeply missed, little dearest loaf with liquorice nose.
Malte, Norfolk terrier
2003-08-04 -- 2013-02-18