Polly was my best friend she was born on my birthday 13th June 1990 she was given to me as a gift because she was only just born i didnt see her for a while when i did she was half starved but i love her and brought her health back into shape. i couldnt see a day apart from me and her my mother and father had given her to me because they thought i would have been lonely because i was at that stage an only child but no i wasnt lonely how could i be with a great dog that always stood by my side, i was never alone. about 2 months proior to pollys passing, she became seriously ill and went to the vets to have sergury done nothing happened for a while. until the day i found my best friend lay on the ground bleeding to death, i paniced and so phoned the vet. the vet tolded me that there was nothing they could do except put my best friend asleep. that thought never entered my mind. but i knew that it would be barbarrick if i never done nothing and so then i watched as my best friend in the world went to sleep. xxxxx