The morning I met Foster will stay with me forever. I had no idea what to expect when we met at their local park. I stood waiting for a few minutes for them to arrive, praying the heavens wouldn’t open, this wasn’t a session I could rearrange! When they arrived I recognised Debbie and greeted Lucy and her other family members. It was obvious how emotional this was going to be. Foster was a small black Staffordshire Bull Terrier and he was quite the gentleman, very briefly sniffed my bag then wanted to get going for his walk. I wondered if he knew this was going to be his last walk. He looked very slim for a staffy and had lots of shaved areas on his legs from the vets I presumed. As we walked around a small area of the park I just clicked away. We kept the posing to a minimum and just let him explore. Lucy was so protective of Foster, especially as he got close to the ponds edge. She knelt down to catch him in case he lean to far forward and I quickly took the shot. As the time went on I continued to capture what can only be described as unconditional love at its finest. Holding back the tears I said goodbye to an emotional family and felt honoured they spent some of this precious time with me. As I bent down to stroke Foster I could no longer hold back the tear as it ran down my cheek.. I was only with the family for a short time but this little guy was utterly adored and will be greatly missed. Foster took his last breath in Lucy’s arms at their home at 12:30pm on the 7th September.