Its been 8 weeks since you were run over, Tiger, and it is no easier than the day I found you on the road and brought you home. My beautiful boy, my best friend, my baby and the best dog I could ever want. I miss you desperately. So unfair – you weren’t even 3 years old- – such a smart, cheeky, faithful red cattle dog and getting better and better. I just wish I’d never had to go away and leave you in the care of someone else. My heart is broken and bleeding. Love you dearly, your Mummy. xoxox