It's with a tear in my eye that I write another obituary - this time for old boy Ross. Ross had his own little fan club, making regular appearanes at shows, until he got a bit old to go anymore. Everyone loved giving him scritches and getting licks and cuddles off him. He came to us with his wonderful brother Mickey 2 years ago, and they were underweight and scruffy when we got them, really not happy lads. We took the mto the Cardiff show, got some advice on sorting them out, and they quickly became big chunky boys - with Mickers going on to do extremely well at shows. Mickey died of a Pituitary tumour a few months ago, and Ross was heartbroken. He spent so long really unhappy, and we had no young friends for him, but he soon found friends in Be-Bop, NoTa and Valdez. They have been constant company for him until today, when we had to take him on his last visit to the vet. He too was suffering from a pituitary tumour, and was really in a lot of stress. At least he wasn't suffering for as long as Mickey, who battled his tumour for 2 weeks. Ross has been relatively quick descent. Ross passing away has left a huge hole where there should be a buff dumbo buck - and I am not sure that can be filled again  he also leaves now the one and only remaining original LoGrat - Iris... who has done better than we ever could have hoped.

Goodbye gorgeous Rosschops - go and find Mickey at the bridge, I know how happy you'll be to see him again. You've missed him so much - and now your legs aren't stiffened any more, you can both run together again.

Itchycoo Park - Small Faces:

Over bridge of sighs
To rest my eyes in shades of green
Under dreamin' spires
To Itchycoo Park, that's where I've been

What did you do there?
I got high
What did you feel there?
Well I cried
But why the tears there?
I'll tell you why
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be niceand have fun in the sun

Tell you what I'll do (what will you do?)
I'd like to go there now with you
You can miss out school (won't that be cool)
Why go to learn the words of fools?
What will we do there?
We'll get high
What will we touch there?
We'll touch the sky
But why the tears then?
I'll tell you why

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
Ha! It's all too beautiful