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RIP Swifty

Today was the day Swifty passed away.

Dear Swifty

For the last week you have been deteriorating. You stopped being able to get up on your own followed by stopping being able to stand even once you were stood up finally followed by not being able to eat. 

On your last day we put you into the garden so you could get some sunlight. I told you I loved you at every opportunity and gave you lots of cuddles. 

You weren’t even a month old. You didn’t quite reach that milestone but baby you tried so so hard. The whole team did everything they could for you but unfortunately youjust weren’t strong enough. 

For the last 3 and a bit weeks you have been there every day. It sounds silly but you were someone to talk to and you were so affectionate. You gave me comfort when I am so far away from home. I remember the first day I saw you, you were so small and fragile. You were so scared of the world. I treated you as if you were my child, I tried my best and I’m sorry if I ever failed you. 

Devastated isn’t even the words to describe how I feel. You were a real light in my day. Seeing your deterioration has been so hard. It broke my heart every time you struggled and fell. It hurt my soul to hear you wimper. The night before last I went to see you in the evening and as I was talking to you I started to cry. You then walked over to me and started licking my tears. I think it was your way of saying goodbye. I think you knew your journey was over. 

It brings me comfort that you will never again feel pain. That you will never fall again and finally that you made such an impact on everyone. All the girls have said how much they are sorry. They all knew how special you were. 

Thank you Swifty for being my support and my friend. Thank you for making me laugh and thank you for every wet slobbery lick on the chin you gave me.

Rest in peace baby. Momma loved you. 










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