Our darling Togo died in the early hours of Tuesday morning. It was, in the end, quite a shock, as he'd had a great day on Sunday, playing and even smiling despite his still slightly upset stomach (some new tablets from the vet were working and settling his stomach) and eating very well (he was particularly enjoying the fillet of white fish that the vet recommended!). Monday started well, but he seemed to have less energy as the day progressed. But he was still eating well, just seemed tired (his tummy meant he wasn't getting into a really deep sleep very often). He got worse very quickly, thankfully we were both awake and were with him in the end. We adopted him as a very small puppy in 1995 from http://www.huncote.freeuk.com/ and he had the most perfect nature, he loved everyone who came over (except a friend who regularly hunts - he was always wary of him) and would drop his latest favourite toy at their feet to play. He had an excellent bark (very helpful in the country!) and would put up with anything - even the cats fussing him and the other dog nipping him when she thought he should bark but he knew better. He always said hello when you came home. He was a wonderful friend and we are quite devastated.