losty

My heart is broken.

Last night, my daschund Olive was killed by a car. Our front door hadn't closed properly and she took herself for a walk. Everyone in the family came home to look for her. My Dad found on the side of Tollgate Road and wrapped her in a blanket. She was still warm. Hysteria would be an accurate description of the scene in our driveway last night.

She is to be cremated and put into four urns. One each for myself, my parents, sister and Olive's foster Mum. This way she can stay with us always. She brought so much joy into the lives of anyone she met.

She was much more than a dog to me. She brought me out of the darkness. She was my baby.