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  • Last weekend we had an amazing weekend with Coffy, we went for a long walk, she went swimming in the harbour and then we gave her a bath together as a family when we got home. She spent the rest of the weekend playing with the kids and snoozing on the deck.

    A couple of days later without warning she wasn't able to walk properly and 2 days later she was in hospital barely hanging on.

    She had a slipped disc, which we opted to operate on and she should have recovered fully.

    However, the drugs and trauma from her surgery meant that her nervous system started to shut down.

    Last night Leela and I went to see Coffy.

    She was very weak, but seemed in good spirits - she was really excited to see us and tried really hard to get up (all she could manage was a wag of her tail!)

    Unfortunately, she didn't make it through the night and passed away around 3AM this morning.

    Coffy was the best dog anyone could have ever hoped for, rescued from the pound in Portland, OR, she would have been 10 years old in July.

    Over her life Coffy managed to own a beach house, move to the other side of the world, be one of the founding partners of an advertising agency and big sister to two of the most amazing kids in the world.

    All this while being the best friend anyone could ever ask for.

    We have tried to look on the bright side of things: at least Coffy didn't suffer, now we won't have to worry about dog sitters when we go away and of course we won't have to vacuum anywhere near as much at home. Unfortunately, none of this makes up for the huge hole that Coffy will leave in our lives and hearts.

    Sure, one day we might get another dog - maybe even one as amazing as Coffy.

    As each day goes on we get a little more used to not having Coffy around, but each day we notice another little hole that not having Coffy around leaves.

    From the day Coffy entered our lives we always knew it was likely that we would easily out live her, but it is so much harder when it actually happens.

    Coffy you will be sorely missed and never forgotten.
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