With a broken heart and through blurry eyes, I regrettably write that last night we lost our best mate Scooter. He was bleeding internally from a tumour and even though the vets operated, they couldn’t save him. Mine and Mike’s hearts are shattered as we process this tragedy.

We brought him home and spent one last night with him privately grieving.

At 8 years of age, he gave 7 of those years to us and he was pure joy with his OCD traits and unwavering friendship. We will be forever grateful for having you in our life buddy. RIP our handsome boy and thank you for giving us such unconditional love each day you were with us.