You were a promise made to three kids whose world was falling apart, which included having to send their dog Jasmine to another family. Several years later when things settled down and they had a place for a dog, Tim delivered on a promise their mom made. The three kids were elated!
You were so soft and cuddly when you were small and when you would cry in the night Tim would wake up and check on you. When you were a puppy you went to work with Tim every day and stole everyone’s hearts. One day someone even tried to steal you because you were so cute!
When you were little you decided that Tim was your Master and you were always the most loyal to him. You showed this by destroying some of my things and making things “sticky” for me at times. I loved that he loved you and that you loved him, sometimes I didn’t fully understand this, but now I do.
You grew and grew and as you grew you were teaching three kid’s responsibility and how to love and be loved.
You were the one thing that we all loved and this was healing for our family.
You watched all of the kids we fostered come and go and you were always kind to them and seemed to give them a comfort that only you could.
You comforted us all when we were sad.
You were sad when your boy moved out when he was fourteen, but you were always glad when he came home and you and he would wrestle and snuggle and enjoy one another. When he was home you always sat with him while he read and played with him in the yard. The two of you watched birds and did boy-and-his–dog-things.
When your oldest girl relaxed on the couch you always knew you could sneak your way and get as close to getting on the couch as you could without getting in trouble. When she wasn’t around you would find the smallest piece of someone’s blanket that was touching the ground and promptly sit on it. Over a period of sneaky minutes you ended up with more of the blanket than the person on the couch.
When everyone moved out except your youngest girl you were her pillow to cry on. Who will I cry on when she moves out, now that you’re gone?
You made us laugh when you got on the couch or bed to nap when we weren’t home and then acted as if you hadn’t been disobeying when someone arrived home, sauntering through the house in a nap daze as if you were taking a walk. And when the three kids dressed you up in a Hawaiian dress and danced the conga with you. You also made us laugh when you quickly inhaled any food that was left low enough, except of course if it was a fruit or a vegetable! Your favorite was your nightly popcorn snack that in the end I spilled purposefully just for you.
You made us mad when you ran like a deer anytime you got the opportunity to get out and we had to chase you around the neighborhood until someone decided to get the car and come and retrieve YOU which was your preferred method of returning home.
You made us glad when we arrived home and heard your collar and observed your wiggling behind.
You made us peaceful when you sat with us wherever we were.
You helped us clean when you hung around the bar in the kitchen while we were making dinner just in case.
You let us know that you were upset by bringing pieces of your food into the living room and leaving them there. You did this just the other night.
You made us really sad on December 11th when we woke up at 2 A.M. to hear you calling for help and all of the sudden you died.
Cashie you were my first dog, I never had a dog growing up and I didn’t realize how much I could love an animal until now. You taught me a lot about myself over the years. I’m going to miss you little lady!