Wednesday night,
a week ago,
a week ago,
around 10 o'clock,
we said good bye to our Zoey.
Bill and Jared buried her out beyond the ivy.
Near the old compost heap
where she loved to bury
her biscuits and bones.
A piece of concrete,
I scavenged from the roadside,
now serves as her tombstone.
A few of the rocks that were lining my flower beds have been carted out there to edge her grave.
We placed a little concrete Dachshund statue
that was sitting near the shed
at the head of the grave.
It was a very sad night.
Jared let her out the side door,
and she and Gypsy went out
on one of their adventures.
Gypsy came back without Zoey that night.
That wasn't that unusual, but after a while
when there was still no Zoey,
Bill went to investigate.
He found her near my potting shed.
He came in, told me first,
then told Jared.
A neighbor gave Zoey to Jared,
when he was around 10 years old.
Even though he will be 26 next week,
the little boy and his dog bond
was still strong.
was still strong.
He loved her.
We loved her.
She loved us.
She loved us.
Oh, she had some deep dark secrets, as we all do.
She ate the heads off of some kittens once,
and she antagonized the moles in our yard,
as well as,
anyone walking by our property.
She chased deer, but those pesky, but cute, raccoons, she ignored.
as well as,
anyone walking by our property.
She chased deer, but those pesky, but cute, raccoons, she ignored.
She was stubborn, and very smart.
She loved our cats, and they loved her.
The day after she died, our cat Violet,
when asked where Zoey was,
walked straight to the grave.
She started rolling on the piece of concrete,
when asked where Zoey was,
walked straight to the grave.
She started rolling on the piece of concrete,
and rubbing against the rocks,
as if to say her Zoey was resting there.
I do believe the cats,
Violet and Duncan,
and our Yorkie, Gypsy
understand the events of that night.
I think they are grieving too.
I think they are grieving too.
We are all still expecting to see Zoey in her bed
or hear her scratch at the door.
She was a very good friend,
and a wonderful part of our family.
We'll always miss her.
Oh my dear V, I am so sorry, the sadness of loosing a furry friend does hurt, I lost two elderly cats in the last three years and they left a huge hole. I am always amazed at how animals can cope with death - they seem to accept/understand/acknowledge in a simple and honest manner.
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This is very sad and what a nice tribute to your little puppy. I'm sorry that Jared lost his Friend. That's the worst part.
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Thank you, Mark. We're all thankful Jared was home when she passed away. Hope your week is a nice one. Best, Vicki
DeleteOh, Vicki...I am SO sorry to hear this...your post touched my heart and my tears. I know you must miss this sweet little dog so much...sending a big hug and loving thoughts XO
ReplyDeleteOh, I am so sorry. Hugs!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pam!! We've been looking around for another puppy but our hearts aren't in it yet. Have a good weekend!
DeleteI am so sorry for your loss. We have always taken in unloved and unwanted animals and tried to give them the best life possible. We have lost many over the years and it was heartbreaking each and every time.I have found for me that rescuing another right away is the best way for me to deal with it,of course it took me many years to reach that place.I am sure your Zoey knew she was well loved.
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