Oh, how I love you dearly,
@Oops... 
Sherlock really was the most glorious Westie and he had such a beautiful, calming temperament it was impossible to not be happy around him.
He always instinctively knew when Master Midnight was getting sick and would only leave his side out of necessity - their bond was pure magic and I could watch them both for hours.
Even though Sherlock was so very sick at the end, and the decision to put him to sleep devastated us completely, if I could actually travel back in time I would still choose him, a million times over, just for the sheer joy he brought to our lives in the years we were blessed to have him and the memories he has left us with.
Anniversaries are very hard indeed and as much as I would love another dog, Master Midnight and I are not emotionally ready - to be honest we’re still grieving the loss of our gorgeous boy, but I know one day we will be ready and when that day comes, I have already decided we will adopt a rescue who desperately needs a loving home.
Now about the weather situation ... yes, we are having rather a lot of it here too at the moment!
I decided I
HAD to join this thread because I was missing you and frankly the energy on the other thread was giving me the heebie jeebies!
Using a certain entity’s name, even if only in jest, has definitely opened a Pandora’s Box over there, just as you predicted it would, and I don’t like the infighting it seems to have created.
One minute we were all happily planning our Downtonbury Muddy Boot Festival and the next minute ... WHOOSH ... all the positivity went flying out the missing kitchen door!
I have posted a couple of comments over there in response to our beloved
@Milking Keynes, but I don’t feel it’s a great space to be in at the moment - I have enough real drama in my life to contend with right now.
I have my follow up Outpatient appointment tomorrow, which I am dreading (I am such a terrible patient I wouldn’t want to be my Nurse), but at least I’ll find out how well my lungs are healing from the Pneumonia, so it’s bedtime for me now - and yes, I promise to report back to you with my results.
Thank you for caring about all of us so much, Oops, you have no idea just how much you and that beautiful heart of yours is appreciated!
I just want to pick him up and squidge him...
Wasn’t he just glorious? I mean he really was. I remember crying the whole time `I wrote Him. I still cry now when I think about writing the song 
The Angelic Choir of Rainbow Bridge was so bitter/sweet and I must say it helped me shift a lot of energy I was still processing over 2 of my beautiful Fur Babies who I had to let go. Tears tripping me up now as I’m writing this even....I think its a heady mix of their purity, our longing for them and the abject grief losing them all stirred in with the blissful joy of remembering how they were and their devotion and the memories of them at their best and sometimes at the end their worst. It’s a bit hard to swallow it all back isn’t it? I always experience someone losing a dog almost as if I’m them. It affects me on a visceral level somehow. I have never had a cat in my family but if I had I know I would feel exactly the same. Master Midnight playing ‘Perfect‘ is just that - (energetically) perfect...I’m not surprised that just happened. Three years is relatively short (in missing your dog years). Anniversaries are so hard aren’t they? I know it took me 5 years before I could rescue another dog (Teddy Bear) after I lost my golden retriever. No photo has ever been kissed more than his. Similarly my little Shetland sheep dog girlie.
), and oh how I hoped to win it - but I never did! 