Alfie came into my life when I was 23 and had just moved out on my own. For nearly 13 years, it was me and Alfie against the world. He was by my side through so many milestones – breakups, new jobs, university, career changes, moves, and eventually marriage.

He was obsessed with fetch and would happily play until he collapsed in the shade. He was the best hiking buddy, and I always loved how he would get ahead on the trail but still turn back to check on me. He had a quiet way of making sure I was okay, even when he was leading the way.

Alfie was my soul dog, even if others might have thought he was a bit of a weirdo. He was not shy about eye contact and had a very determined “border collie stare” when he wanted something. He always made his opinions known.

He was my best friend, and I miss him every day.
-Megan W, February 2026