Tattoo

As promised, here's Emma's tattoo. A great little memory of Canada, even more so as it was done by someone we made friends with while we were here.

A bleak day today and not just because of the weather. Spoke to my parents and they let me know that they had to put Tammy our dog down this morning. When our first dog Lori died I was 9 years old and was absolutely devastated by the news. Some 15 years later at 24 and it doesn't get any easier. But she was 15 and a half years old and going down hill rapidly so it was for the best.

I last saw her in January 2010 on my last visit to Shetland before going travelling and said my goodbyes then. Knew then I wouldn't see her again but I'm amazed she held on a year and a half after that. Actually I'm amazed she wasn't run over by a car 10 years ago, she was always running out on to the road chasing after people who walked by the house.

Sleep well Tammy, it's pretty much all you did for the last 5 years anyway!