On October 24, 2008, I lost my best buddy and the original WhiteDog, Fergus. Not long after attending the Westie Walk (see the video below), the brain tumour that he’d been courageously fighting started to take over and he began to have difficulty with simple things like standing and walking. I couldn’t bear to watch my beautiful boy struggle – it was completely heartbreaking to watch how brave he was. So, we decided to allow him to go peacefully and with dignity. He passed on in my arms surrounded by much love.

I miss him more than I can even describe. I can still see his beautiful face and imagine how it felt to hold him as he’d sleep on his back in my arms. So, the three WhiteDogs are now two and our house feels so empty.

Sleep well, Chubby Buddy. Know we love you.