My sincerest sympathy for the loss and twenty-three years was a good run. I have not had a pet of my own for a long time but over the last 6 years, I've taken care of a friend's yellow lab whenever she went away which was three or four times a year for a week or two at a stretch.
His name was Buddy.
Having him stay over took precedent over anything and I passed on two long motorcycle trips (which I really like) in order to take care of him because I enjoyed his company so much. I tell people that he was big, sleek, beautiful and I was so proud to be seen with him.
It does not seem fair that a companion animal can endear themselves to us so greatly and then we have to let go of them after so short time. But, I guess that's the price we pay for such unconditional love.
Buddy was not yet 12 - born June 25, 2002 - passed away April 1, 2014.
Sounds like Jasmine passed away at home like Buddy did - not mine, but his owners.
He was very ill at the end and had his final vet appointment scheduled for 11:45AM on April the 1st. I was invited over the night before to say goodbye and I spent four hours with him on the floor. His owner did likewise and slept with him there for his last few days. At about 5AM on his final day, he passed away so did not need to take his last car ride.
It is heartbreaking when they go, but I think to myself it must be a fair bargain because although their lives are short and would be short anyway, our life was so much better with them in it than that same time would have been without them. Joy can be an expensive emotion.
I was given his paw print and had this picture printed on it. I say good morning to him every day and he is really, really missed.
