Yesterday afternoon Dolly was gently put to sleep on the rug in front of our wood-burner, a place she had occupied through many an evening.
Time to go
That look, that glance is not by chance
You've asked. It's your time to go
I knelt beside you as you pushed life in to this world
And I kneel beside you now, as your last breath is unfurled
My shadow, my chicken obsessed little Dolly
The space you occupied at my knee,
now fills the space from my kitchen window I can see
Your resting place for eternity.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me (Jane) with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane!