Farewell to Royboy

Sadly we said goodbye to Roy our sheepdog. He was fifteen and a half  but the quality of his life was getting less and less and he was sleeping most of the day. He was getting very thin and it was difficult for him to walk and lie down. He was having  a few accidents I the house. The vet said it was the right time for him to go. We buried him in the hen's yard wrapped in his crochet blanket and I planted some bulbs. We said a few words. He was a great sheepdog and we will miss him very much.