When your time is up

When your time is up

I was walking my daughter's dog this morning and saw across the river an old man I know walking his pup. I waved and shouted we'd see him at the bridge. 15 minutes later I crossed the bridge to see his dog sitting next to his master who was stone cold dead.
The air ambulance arrived within10 minutes but it was to no avail. He was in his 80's and of all the people to find him I'm sure he'd be happy it was me. I told the police I'd take her home with me as she knew me well and loved playing with my daughters dog (Nala) and then I'd go to the vets to get her chip read.
The vet informed me they'd have to keep the dog and pass it onto the dog warden! I told them in no uncertain terms that leaving her in a kennel by herself after she's just lost her master was out of the question
She is now sitting in Nala's basket chewing a tennis ball at the moment. If the man's relatives want to take her in that will be great otherwise I believe it was meant to be and she'll be looked after by me
As I arrived at the vets two young women were leaving in floods of tears as their 15 year old Husky had just been euthanised ... 3 years ago the same vets put Big TED out of his misery
A strange sad day for Skeet
I'll be laying flowers where he died tomorrow
RIP

PS I realised later that he died at 11am on 11 November … poignant for an old soldier.
His dog has had a lovely afternoon at my house playing with my daughters dog and eating treats.
She’s curled up on the fireside rug

PPS I walked her first thing this morning
When we approached the spot where Norman (her master) died she sprinted over and sniffed the ground where he had laid. My heart was breaking
This afternoon his 2 daughters & 2 grand children came to pick her up. Skeet was excited to see them all but when she realised what they were about to do she jumped out of their car boot and ran back up my drive and into the lounge. My heart is broken as I type this