We got Alfie in May 2009. He was 18 months old and a massive wildling. The biggest boy I had ever seen, and we thought we had seen big boys with my Mum’s spaniels! My husband and I moved into our home a fortnight before and then we got our new mate. 6 years later we brought home a little human babe who has loved him with all of her heart. Her books from nursery and reception have been filled with pictures and comments about ‘my Alfie.’ He loved being on holidays with us and Mum’s hairy bear, Harry. Big walks, big plays and as many biscuits as he could snaffle. As top dog, he always got the best seat in the house. Our very best boy for 12 years, a special year of lockdown when we could spend all our time with him as he slowed down and a final day on holiday. We love and miss you very much, big man.