It is with a lot of tears and a heavy heart that I write this post.
On the 11th of August, 2009, Scamp lost her battle with Mast Cell Cancer. She was afflicted with a terrible infection that her suppressed immune system could not fight off. She has left this world and transcended into a place with no pain and no suffering.
Scamp was not a "dog" or a "pet" to me, she was, and always will be, my best friend. She knew exactly what to do when I'd had a rough day at school, she would put her paw on me and lick my arm and even though she could not directly talk to me she communicated her feeling and thoughts. We connected, we fit, best buddies.
She gave me the time of my life, I will never forget trying to hold her still in the car when we picked her up from the home, or coming home from a trip to Alton Towers and discovering all the kitchen furniture had been shredded. Who can forget her cheekily sneaking apples of the neighbor's tree and scoffing them before we could notice or her "mad dog" sprints through the house?
Every moment spent with her was pure gold, she made my childhood. She became a local celebrity at my primary school whenever mom had to pick me up, everyone who met her just loved her, she was one of those dogs that would not hurt a soul.
She truly was one of a kind.
I never got a chance to say goodbye to her before she was taken into the vets to help alleviate her suffering, and though that kills me I take comfort in knowing that the moments we shared together will never, EVER be forgotten.
Rest in piece Scamp, my beautiful, beautiful friend.
RIP Scamp. I know this has to be very hard for you.
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