Me old mate Sprocket passed away this afternoon.
Died in my arms on the operating table minutes before an operation to remove a cancerous growth or tumour from his spleen.
Left the vets' in tears.
'Twas one of the greatest pleasures of my life to have been the keeper of this mischievous little rascal during his entire lifetime.
There's a big hole where he used to be.
Georgie, me and wee Jocky miss ya more than you'll ever know.
See ya again soon chum.