15 Years

After 15 years it’s time to say another hard goodbye

It’s been a little quiet round here lately. I had a blog post to write before I could resume normal scheduling and that blog post (this blog post) is very difficult to write.Β I’ve lost pets before –Β very recently we had to put down our beloved dog Harvey after he developed cancer. Despite this, nothing can prepare you for your next loss.

We adopted Rolo when I was eight years old. For the past 15 years he’s been a constant in my life and has always been there for cuddles. With age he became grumpy, smelly and very, very fat but I always loved him and he had a way of charming my friends with his distinguished manner.

I’ve always been very proud to be able to say “I’ve got a fifteen year old dog” as I feel Rolo really had achieved a grand old age. A week ago Rolo’s life came to an end as, following a stroke, he lost too much mobility and had to be put down.

I am 23 years old. Unless I get a tortoise, I’m unlikely to have another pet that will be with me more than half my life. It might sound dramatic to say that I can barely remember life without him but it’s very true. I’ve had a more turbulent life than many people expect and Rolo has been a constant through a lot of uncertainty.

Rolo really was like a member of my family. All pet owners will know how much their animals mean to them and how much they contribute to the household. I’m lucky that I have two dogs left filling the silences and providing some fur to cry into.

There’s plenty more I could say about Rolo but I don’t want to labour the point. I will miss my dog very much and he’s irreplaceable. Hopefully some day I will see him and Harvey again.


  • Sending you lots of love xxx

    • Megan Roisin

      Thank you Megan xxx

  • Tracey Peach

    You will see them both again when it’s your time Much love coming your way

    • Megan Roisin

      Thank you xxx