He was a two year old lurcher, but my Frisby's best pal. They loved to run together and shared everything whenever they got together. He was my sister's dog and she took him to the Dorset coast yesterday for the weekend and after a four hour car journey took him for a nice long walk. He was a lively, but well behaved dog and was walking along just behind her when he disappeared into some bushes. When she called he didn't come and she went to look in the bush, but it wasn't just a bush, it was hiding a cliff edge. Lennie had gone over the side and fallen a hundred feet to the bottom, breaking his neck. My poor dear sister is inconsolable as he was the child she had never had. He was a lovely boy and will be sadly missed. Rest in peace Lennie.
Me with Lennie & Frisby