Dylan ......

How do you tell anyone how you feel, when you've had to say farewell to such a huge part of your family?

How can you fully describe the empty feeling you have, and the horrible want for him to come back?

How do make the house feel like a home again, when one of its vital parts is no longer there?

How do you stop your tears from flooding the keyboard?

He was "just a dog" as some might say, but Oh, what a dog - what a friend - what a wonderful, wonderful friend.

No matter when you needed him he was always there.

We didn't need much of him, just all his loyalty; his companionship; his marvellous sense of happiness and fun, and all his love. We wanted all of him - and he gave it all completely, and without question.

What he gave us we gave back too - because we loved him like no other.

Surely there can only be one way to love - either you do or you don't - there's no "middle ground" - there can't be. Our love of him and his of us was complete. You only had to look in his beautiful eyes to see it.

The wonderful memories of Dylan will last for ever - but I want to hold him again - I want to smell him again - I want to talk to him again so much, and tell him how much he means to me.

I'm selfish I know, because I want him back - but he's already given everything and more. And I'd give everything to have him back, and to hold him once more .......