Goodbye Spencer

Spencer was a lovely great softy, thoroughly enjoying having his tummy rubbed, as you can see from this photo. He settled in and had a lovely week with us, but having thought the answer to the fecal incontinence query hanging over him was the presence or absence of suitable shrubs, as the week progressed it became clear there was something else going on. When we picked him up, I'd noticed that his left eye was drooping a little, although this wasn't mentioned in his medical notes. Three days into his stay and the eye was drooping even further, after a night when he'd been fretful and unsettled. I mentioned it to the Fostering manager and she asked us to bring him back for a brain scan. We took him back on the Saturday, and today learned the sad news that the scan showed he'd had a stroke, and they hadn't wakened him from the anaesthetic.