This is her poem.
We found you in deep winter
When our hearts were numb and barren.
I knew with tears your lonely need
Of loving caring abandon.
'Pebbles' came to us just full grown,
And pale and sickly heart thrown,
We changed your collar and brought you home
To melt our lives forever.
You grew in spring and played such games
We walked and talked and found new ways,
Your spirit touched our broken hearts
And helped us love not tear apart.
Summer found you in full prime,
Red-gold coat and games with logs,
Splashing, Sniffing, Sunning,
Rolling, Running, Barking Dog.
Autumn drawn with aches and pain,
Yet warmed and stretched you played again,
Chestnuts fell, and squirrel came
You gently told me, it was time to leave us.
You are buried now beneath this rock,
'Jasmin', 'Poppy', 'Mince Pie Dog,
Resting where rabbits run and Hedgehogs come,
Sleep in peace our precious one.
This is her sympathy card to us.
To Mummy and Daddy,
With muddy paws and licks,
all my fur and sticks.
From all my toys and ballies,
& both my empty bowlies,
I am always in your hearts,
& will lick your tears dry.
Two of the most memorable days with her.
I wanted to get her to swim!
We went to the beach on a beautiful day,
The water was not that warm..
She would follow me as far as she could keep her back paws on the ground.
Then with just her nose and her paws our of the water I went to her.
She wasn't going to swim!
When I came close she scrambled up me, and ended up sitting on my head with her back paws on my shoulders and her front paws on top of my head.
I was lacerated!
I nearly collapsed myself.
My husband and everyone on the beach was in hysterics!
I managed to get her back into her depth and when she sprung off my shoulders It was excrutiating!
Not her fault. I was angry with my Husband that he was completely paralysed with laughter and couldn't help me...
The day she and I swum together was wonderful.
We were at a very secluded cove after a long walk. It was so hot and I just decided to go in in my underwear.
She followed me. I put my hand under her tummy and she started to doggy paddle. We must have spent half an hour in the water together. It was a magical mystical event.
Both of us were exhausted.
She told me soon before this that she would be going. We spent time just sleeping and being together. I promised her I would not make her have any further operations, as she had a near disastrous one at the vets to remove a cyst.
She died suddenly of a burst spleen. My Husband phoned me at a music lesson, and I knew it was serious. When our Vet explained he could operate but she wouldn't be the same dog, and it might only extend her life two weeks I said no. I promised her.
I put my hand over her muzzle so she could smell me when the vet gave her the injection. I knew the moment her spirit left her.
I cried with the worst pain yesterday for her after we had been to the beach. My Husband wept too because I was so raw. My Father had died the day before Jasmin died. Losing two people who are that important at once is awful.
I still haven't buried her ashes, because.
I want to, but I want her to always rest somewhere that will never be disturbed.