2011, and we were about to board a ferry to the Isle of Bute. There was a phone call; a rescue Border Terrier that needed to be re-homed. As soon as we were back we went to see the BT. There we saw a very sad Stanley aged two. I was sceptical, what would the little one be like? was he coming with history?
We could not leave him there, his little face looking at us, so he came home with us on 22 July 2011. We wanted to put his sad life behind him, and gave him a name change, to Alfie. He settled in, he quickly mastered the point of squeaky dog toys, chews & treats.
The last 18 months have been a challenge, problems with his liver but we elected him to bring him home and enjoy what time we had, as long as he was doing ok. We saw the vet frequently. That time ran out today, when we made the decision to say a final farewell to Alfie, who was 18 1/2, by far the oldest BT the vet had seen.
Alfie was a loyal little thing. He preferred Stuart to me, he loved sleeping, exploring, eating cheese & even steak. He followed us around, knew when it was time for a walk. He was loved & loved us back.
Alfie, you are very missed.
May 2009 – 31 Dec 2025



It’s such a wrench when a beloved pet dies.
I hope your happy memories are some consolation.
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