My family gave me Jinxie, a little 6 week old Beagle puppy, for my 49 th birthday.
She had a sweet nature and when she was small I'd carry her around under my arm and call her my fashion accessory - Beagle not Burberry!
She and our two year old Golden Retriever, Jordie, were inseparable. As she got bigger they would spend hours together "gardening"... pulling out irrigation pipes, leaves, branches, whatever they could find, strewing them all over the lawn!
Naughty is the definition of a Beagles nature, and Jinxie was that. She would "steal" tools, slippers, toys and bury them in the garden only to be found again at a later date in a state of disrepair.
A more recent trick of hers was to jump into the open car and see what she could find to run away with.
After the onerous task of getting Granny into the car for a doctors appointment I turned around to find Jinxie sitting elegantly on the back seat ready to go.
I could never be cross with her. One look at that innocent face and all was forgiven.
She was a clever little dog and knew if she waited until the motorised gate to the property had almost closed, she could run in front of the sensor and it would open again. She would then be off like the wind, down the road, ignoring our calls. It had become a game to her. Unfortunately it was her demise, she was knocked down by a passing car and died en route to the vet.
Jinxie you will live on in our hearts and we will always cherish our happy memories of you!
Sweet Blessings From Above
Sweet blessings from above,
In the form of perfect love.
Warm and fluffy, snugly ears,
Bring us comfort through the years.
Love and care is all they need,
They're with us through every deed.
They don't need to be impressed,
They understand us when we're stressed.
They lick the tears from our faces,
They never try to disgrace us.
No matter what mood we're in,
They greet us with a happy grin.
God made these lovely creatures,
We should adopt their caring features.
What a better place this would be,
To live in peace and harmony.
Cherish your pets every day,
In time they will be called away.
And the heartache you may feel,
Will confirm their love was real.
By Doreen Hardie.
