Thread: RIP Choppa

When I saw my beautiful 12yo GSP this morning I knew today was going to be one of the hardest I've ever had.
The sparkle was no longer twinkling in his eye and his little stumpy tail had lost it's wag - he was just a shell of his former self.
So we went for a walk in the paddock and sat for a while, just the two of us like old times in the hills.
His head rested easy in my lap and my arm was wrapped around his deep chest as I tried to focus through teary eyes.
Rest easy big fulla and thank you for the memories Chop Dog