This was the morning of her last day.
The vet told us they'd come at 9:40, but they didn't arrive until after midday. That was a very hard...
She lies here, under the apple tree.
Freya died in the Spring, so her grave had lots of lovely flower from the garden.
We loved her very very much.
There's a ghostly image of Sif on this one.
Goodbye Freya!