Sadly, we lost our lawn mower today. Whilst we were waging war over her feet, Munchkin succumbed to stomach cancer. Much kinder to let her go, but hell we are going to miss her.
It is the eighth of January, and we have already lost two of our friends. Old girl was no trouble, and Munchkin enjoyed her time with us.
Hopefully you will find a small paddock in heaven to wander about in.
Kiss on that velvet nose, sweetheart. There’s going to be one very upset lady in Bradford tonight…
