The worst aspect of dog ownership is their limited lifespans and sadly, almost a year to the day since we lost Jack we have had to say goodbye to his sister, Jasmine. She had health problems for a while but had still been managing an active life on medication until recently, and finally we had to let her go.
There’s not a lot to say – if you’re a dog owner you’ll understand the sadness. If not, you may think it’s a bit silly grieving over an animal as it’s not the same as losing a human friend or family member. This is of course true, but Jasmine, like Jack, had been almost a constant companion over the last 11 or so years. Being stuck in the house for as long as I have, there’s no human I’ve spent as much time with over the last decade (that may explain my social skills!), so forgive me this brief moment of feeling sad for the loss.
I won’t forget holding her on the day she was born – out of the 6 surviving pups, she was the one that was the first to bark and she remained the noisiest of our dogs, especially on greeting the parents back from holiday after they’d been gone for a week or so – her yapping would last up to ten minutes until she considered she’d been given enough attention to make up for being left in my (in)capable hands!
The house seems a bit emptier again now. We’ve gone from having four dogs to now Jodie being the last dog standing. She was the mother of Jack and Jasmine and is looking a bit lost at the moment. I always thought she’d outlive her offspring as she’s always been a sturdier dog – it’s clearly the pesky dad where the defective genes have come from!
So anyway, before I get even more melancholic, goodbye Jasmine (1999-2010) and thanks for being a great friend
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