Poor Sir Alfred ....

Hallo everyone.  I know that I have been missing from my post here in blogland, but the weather has been so utterly glorious here in Devon for this past week, that I'm afraid I've been taking advantage of it, rather than sitting by the computer for long periods of time!!

Some of you might remember the terrible summer we had over here last year, when we just had torrential rain right the way through the summer months really, so this really is such a blessing, and lifts the spirits and the soul!

So I hope you will forgive me if I haven't been over to see you.  In fact, I think I will probably be absent for a while over these summer months.  I'm sure you will all still be with me when I do call in to see you again!

I have some bad news about poor little Alfred.  He's only just over two years old, and we've always joked that he's a lazy little thing, and has literally, sometimes, had to be lifted out the door to go for a walk.  I've always said to Emma that I wouldn't get much exercise looking after him!

Anyway, over the past six months or so, he's sort of gone into spasms every so often, and you can see that he is in a lot of discomfort during those times.  In fact, the last couple of times he's been over with us, they have had to take him to see the local Vet.

Unfortunately, these past couple of weeks, it has got worse, so Emma took him to the Clinique Veterinaire where they live in France, and he had to have an MRI Scan.  They discovered that he has a problem with his back, so they sent the results off to a Specialist to see if it will be possible to operate, or whether there might be something else they could do.  The worst scenario is that he could end up paralysed, so we're praying that something can be done :(  Poor little sausage - he's such a good little thing too.  But, as I say, he's never been the most lively of pups, so perhaps this is something that has always been there.  He looks really sorry for himself here, doesn't he?

I've just seen on facebook this morning, that he's taken a turn for the worse, and he is now on morphine.  I hate to think of him suffering like that.

They are due to drive over here tomorrow for the week, as one of Emma's best friends is getting married next Saturday and, in fact, Emma is giving the bride away, as this friend lost her father some years ago.  Please pray for little Alfred - he is such a little sweetheart!

Thank you my friends.