Louise Wheatley, 62, Sydney, NSW.
Sitting by Mum’s side, my labrador, Baxter, looked at her lovingly.
He knows, I thought.
It was 2019 and my mother, Elise, 89, had been diagnosed with terminal cancer.
The news took its toll on the both of us, though my dog’s presence was a great help. When Mum wasn’t feeling well, he’d keep her company.
“Thanks, Baxter, you’ve made my day,” she said.
It didn’t surprise me that Baxter was so perceptive.
Since bringing him home in 2018, the two of us had bonded.
And while he could be naughty, with a habit for destroying remote controls, he was also my best mate.
By the time he was two, I noticed a pink mark appear on the bottom of his lip. Every time he…
