I’ve written a fair bit about our two Labradors over the last couple of months. They were great dogs and we still miss them.
Tessa was the oldest, born in 1995. Related to a Lab from the Sandringham estate (The Queen, don’t you know), she had it in her head that she was royalty. If there was something she wanted, or didn’t want, you knew about it. Claws raked down your shin soon got your attention. As she got older, the yellow brindling in her coat (which some Labs have), and on her eyebrows and cheeks became grey.
And she didn’t grow old gracefully. Nah, ageing was for wimps. Even after she lost her right eye aged 11, she didn’t slow down much, not until the final months. Here she is on her last trip to the beach.