In the last year while out waking Harry I met an old man called Arthur and his little rescue dog Oscar. He was very slow in his walking but was always so cheerful and pleased to have a chat along the way to the beach, and would often leave little presents of dog treats for Harry on my gate.
Just before Christmas Oscar saw a cat and pulled Arthur over. Sadly he never recovered from his injuries and died last week in hospital.
Any dog owner will tell you how they have met some really interesting people while out exercising their pouches. I enjoy the randomness – the pot luck nature of who you meet and how the age divide is bridged.
He isn’t the first dog walking companion who has died and won’t be the last but I am so glad I met him as he was such a lovely human being.