Abused, abandoned and left to die of thirst or predation almost sixteen years ago on a largely uninhabited county road terminating at our rural property’s entrance, Jackboy brought much laughter and comfort to our household. Tireless shadow, friend, writing partner, loyal companion and protector, he was, and will remain forever, a good boy – in his estimation, the highest possible praise. Nearly four years have passed. We miss him.
Jackboy’s Pride
Through patience,
recognition eases in: the patterns
of repetition and praise
and joy in task. The orange ball. A scorpion’s
tail. How we delight in sharing each
victory. And with the breeze
runs other unspoken tales – a neighbor’s
cruelty, bones, the pregnant raccoon
lumbering through the cedars. But nothing
deters the jump and the following drop.
He nips heels where none exist. We follow.
O at the Edges 
A moving elegy for a dear friend and faithful companion.
I may be a bit teary-eyed.
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Best dog ever.
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Me too! (echoing merrildsmith)
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🐶🐶
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Such a beautiful tribute – it’s been four years since our dog died, but his spirit still “nips heels” too.
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Jackboy tried to herd crickets, which was quite interesting to watch.
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Ours was a comedian too – so funny.
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Those connections are so precious. (K)
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Funny how our pets make us more human.
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They do.
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A tender tribute
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Thanks, Derrick. He was a great companion.
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Remembering with you the irreplaceable animal friends I will ever miss. A sweet tribute, Bob.
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They are such important parts of our lives.
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God rest his sweet soul. This is beautiful, Robert, pulled at the heartstrings.
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Thanks, Tre. All of our dogs have been special, but Jackboy claimed me.
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There’s always one. You’re most welcome.
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Very tender mix of remembrances. Love the nipping at heels where none exist. I would guess likewise leaping for balls where none exist. Or do they …. maybe we just cannot see them.
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They definitely detect things we can’t see!
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Dog lover is here, I am a Mom of two beautiful dogs. A German shepherd(6) and a toy poodle(11).
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I can’t imagine a life without dogs…
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True, I prefer dogs as my daily companions than human.
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You aren’t alone in that feeling.
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Oh, you’re lovely words have touched my heart deeply. We certainly miss our loyal friends.
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We do indeed, Ivor.
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The love of a dog is beyond, sometimes, what we deserve.
If you look closely into a dog’s eyes, you will see what I mean.
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Oh, yes!
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