Forgotten Id got this blog

I'd seriously forgotten I'd even got this blog.
Just putting this here for myself really.
I had to say goodbye to my baby boy on the 18th of June. In 48 hours he went from being his usual happy naughty bouncy self to loosing nearly all motor control. Vet diagnosis was a brain tumour and absolutely nothing that could be done to save him. He was in major distress so I made the heart breaking decision to have him put to sleep. He went cuddled and surrounded by myself, my mum and my sister and in that moment I tore my heart out. I got Kieko the day I moved into my own house and it has just been myself, Kali and him for 7 years. I've been through major losses with him and in the time that I've had him spoken out and got help for depression which I have lived with for years.
He is the only reason I am still here. He boldly sat on me preventing me from trying to just give up on life until I managed to calm down enough to ring my mum and admit that I needed help.
He  was the first to greet me in the morning and last on a night. He spent hours curled up on my feet or pressed along my side as close as he could get and if I ignored him a bit too much he would just stand and kick my arm until I acknowledged him. Poor Kali doesn't understand that he's gone and still searches the garden and has taken to sitting on the sofa arm staring out the front window for hours.

Rest in peace my little boy you will never know just how treasured you are and how deeply you've impacted my life and the crater your loss has left behind. This is the last photo I got of Kieko.
Tiblha Haroku Akako Ken 4/6/2009-18/6/2016

I is in big big trouble. Mum got home last night and being the big brave hunter dog I am had a present waiting. Mum was very ungrateful though and locked me in the house whilst she took my present away muttering about poor murdered blackbird babies.
Also mum has been getting up when the birds start chirping so I decided to make sure she got up in time and even beat her alarm. Who was I to know the clock wasnt to go off for another 2 hours.
Humans are ungrateful I tell you.

Well dis is MY bed but I think I need a bigger one cause it can't fit all of my awesomeness. (grouchy one sez I'm fat)

Jeez some people are so touchy. The grouchy one is major sulking as I "accidentally" shut the cage door on her and mum didn't notice for a while.
Then a poor bloke lets lose a little wind and you'd think it was the end of the world. Mum was making gagging sounds and the grouchy one covered her nose, way to give a lad a complex or what.

I hast all the bones! (only coz the grouchy one got tired of them though)

Toldja Im back and just so you remember what a stunning male I am Im having my hooman put on a pic.

Damn never let your hooman mother chose the pic! The orange thing is something I killed not my snuggly honest.

Ohh I'd forgotten I had this. Just shows Im porper busy guarding the house. It was a boring year in 2012 the grouchy one was poorly and got to go to the Vee Eee Tee a lot and I got left all on my own something about me being a bad influence and mum having enough on her plate already (it's a bit mean if you ask me I'd always help her clear her plate). So 2012 was the year of rain, shorter walks and a bad tempered playmate.
Mum is promising this year will be more fun and already upped the walk mileage while the grouchy one is well.