Jazz
I first met her while walking my dogs. She would come close to the fence, I would talk to her and I could tell she listened. She had a twinkle in her eyes but I could tell she was also very sad. A look in the garden and her living condition broke my heart. How can people do this?
Her dog run was filthy, There was an automatic kibble feeder, a water bucket and the rest was mud and dirt. Not even a dry spot for her to lay down.
I was not ready for another dog. Actually I did not want another dog but I could not leave her like that. I thought may be I foster her and found her another home.
With that in mind I walk over to the house and asked the owners if they were willing to let her go. After letting me know how much of a bad girl she was, they let me have it.
This was 5 years ago. She was a handful at first. Running away, peeing in the house, stealing from the counter you name it. She basically had no manners and no training.
Since I could not give her away like that, I started training her. Back to basics, earning her trust and building her confidence step by step.
A year later she was so good. She learned fast and came the time I had to make a decision. This is when I realized I had fallen in love with her. I could not do it. I had to keep her.
We had 3 more beautiful years together. One day I took her to the vet because she was not eating very well. This is when I discovered she had cancer spread all over her body.
I cherished the time we had together. Our walks, our plays, time watching TV and movies together, car rides and all the wonderful we do when there is a dog in our life.
I am grateful I was able to give her a few wonderful years. I am for ever grateful for what I learned from her.
Tribute to Jazz from Cheryl
