Today we have had to say goodbye to my brothers dog Baxter, 13 years old and succumb to an infection of the jaw that just wouldn’t shift. My brother, his family and pretty much anyone who ever met him are heartbroken.
He was a good dog, no he was a great dog, loving, playful, obedient and always there for anyone who needed a cuddle or wanted to play.
I love you mate and will miss you.
For Baxter -
Baxter in his favourite setting, at the top of a mountain in North Wales with his people.
Who’s cutting onions in here??