Jezzi
Jezzi
I was a sophomore in high school when I found her. I was visiting a friend in the housing tract across from ours, when we saw her wandering around the street. Knowing who her owners were, we took her back to them, thinking maybe she’d escaped on accident.
“We don’t want her” they told us. At around 8 weeks old, they just put her out and didn’t think twice about it.
I took her home to my parents house and asked if I could keep her. They begrudgingly said yes, after I promised to clean up after her and feed her all by myself. That lasted a month, but I never stopped loving her.
When I left for college, she stayed with my parents. When I moved back up to the area, I was always in a place that didn’t allow dogs, so she could never come live with me. By that time she was more my parent’s dog than mine anyway.
The past year has been rough on her. She lost a lot of weight rather rapidly, as a result of the Leukemia that invaded her body. I saw her a little over a week ago, and she still looked happy to see me. She always pushed her head under your hand so you could pet her, and last week was no exception. The only difference was how skinny she was.
My sister came over tonight and told me that Jezzi wasn’t coming to the door when they came home anymore, and that her energy was non-existent. My mom called me a few hours later and told me they were putting her to sleep. That she wouldn’t make it through the night. I knew it was coming, so I managed not to break into tears. I held it together until my sister and her friend went home, and then I lost it.
She was a great dog, and I’ll miss her.
I love you, Jezzi.
Awwww…not much luck with your dogs recently, huh? I’m so sorry.
Oh Denora, so sorry to hear about Jezzi. I know how it feels. My sister’s dog passed away a few months ago and while it was never my dog, whenever I went to visit them I would always say that I was bringing “keystone” (yes after the beer, whole different story) home with me. He was the sweetest, most gentle and loyal dog ever. Well besides my Cole (who’s not so gentle but loyal and sweet for sure). Keystone had been suffering from seizures and also lost a lot of weight. But he lived a full life and went peacefully in his sleep.
I am so, so sorry to hear of Jezzi’s passing. No matter how long they spend on this earth with us, it is just never long enough, especially the ones who accompany us for the long journey from youth to adulthood. I had to smile at your description of how she’d make sure you’d pet her, because a bunch of mine were auto-petting dogs too.
Oh, I’m so sorry. We said goodbye to our beloved family dog last year and it was heartbreaking. I remember sobbing into my cell phone when my mom called to say it was time. But at least for me, the overwhelming sadness went away rather quickly and was replaced with such a loving, happy memory of the important role she played in our lives. So while there’s still a hole in my heart that she left, it’s not a completely empty hole- her memories make me smile all the time and I hope your memories of Jezzi do the same.