Our mate

Took Pluto to the vets this morning. The diagnosis is not good. He has a tumour in a rather awkward spot.

His kidneys are not up for some of the pain relief drugs either, so we'll do what we can for as long as we can.

One of the things we can do is take him with us when it's appropriate, here we're at Opa's birthday dinner, and of course one does gravitate towards the kitchen.

He's a regular blip model, since my second ever blip 605 entries ago.
I think this is one of my favourites

He's our mate.