This resonated so strongly with me. We had a 10 year old rescue for 5 years. I have never know such a beautiful soul. He loved everyone and wanted to look after everyone. Thursday day he was totally fine. Running around as usual. Dinner time didn’t want his food which is unusual. I just put it down to tummy ache or over doing it on the right n with his baby sister. Then he started vomiting. He lost the use of his legs then his eyes then his breathing. I rang the emergency vet and they told me to bring him down straightaway. My daughter is away at uni and my husband was working nights many miles away. I rang my neighbour who took one look at me and said he’d drive. Took him to the vet. They took him off to give him oxygen. Half hour later the vet called me into a room to say he had fluid around his heart that needed to be drained. They couldn’t see if anything was causing this build up but most of the time it cured it and didn’t come back. My neighbour very kindly me drive me to pick up my daughter as Donny is her dog as she was very distressed. Went to sleep early hours feeling anxious but hopeful. Got a call at 9am the next morning. The fluid had been drained but was already returning. They had found a shadow in one of his heart chambers and prognosis was bad. They said he was struggling and there was a strain on his heart. Even if they did further treatment they couldn’t give him a quality of life and it would give him much time anyway. I decided then and there that I owed my angel friend and protector a decision that wasn’t about me but for him. We rushed down to the vet hoping we would make it. And there he was. Totally dazed but wagging his tail happy to see his mum and sister. We stayed with him as he went to sleep and told him what a good boy he was. I am so glad he knew we were there. I am devastated. I work from home so am constantly with my dogs. There is a massive hole. I love my other dog but the bond I had with Donny I’ve never had with any other dog. He knew me. He looked at me with wide and understanding eyes. He protected me. He sat with me. He played with me. He was a massive part of our world and all out hearts are breaking. I have never cried like this. This was yesterday morning and every little thing reminds me of my beautiful boy. I am clinging to the hope there is that rainbow bridge and he’s waiting for me. My daughter had a dream last night that he came to visit. My sister at the other side of the world had a similar dream about him. I am clinging to that to try and comfort me from the pain of losing someone who never spoke a word to me but who understood me better than most humans in this world. We rescued him but we got far much more in return. He changed our lives and I am hoping against hope he is waiting somewhere.