Ben, my golden retriever, pet, friend, dear companion. He was 15 years and 5 days when he had to go away. He had very bad osteoporosis and his back legs crumbled away. The vet came to our house to give him the injection and ben had all his family around him when he went. He is buried in our back garden over by the hedge. Dear, sweet Ben. Forever ib our hearts and in our thoughts.