They say there are only two certainties in life...death and taxes.
If you are a dog there is only one. Mervyn the Wonderdog met the inevitable yesterday.
If you knew him I know you will have your own memories of this little dynamo.
He was a big personality in a tiny package.
If you didn't know him, don't be sad.
He had a wonderful life and at 17.5 years, deaf, blind, and unable to stand properly ... it was time.
He had a nice deep warm bath, a blow dry, lots of cuddles, a trip to a cafe inside my jumper and then onto the vet for a quiet end. He has a special place in the garden now.
Here are few photos of him on his last day.