This beautiful poem is a guest post by my friend Dot, who has just lost her beloved – and beautiful dog, Josh:
I went to the dog’s home to get me a pet, when a pup with long legs jumped in my arms the minute we met! Oh no, not you, you’re not for me, but the very next Sunday he came home for tea. He dug up the plants, ate my carpet and books and looked up at me with his stunning good looks. But soon he became a gentle, faithful and obedient boy, knew all things were mummy’s except for his toys. As the years quickly rolled, together we grew old, our trips to seaside and his beloved park, he was always beside me in the light and the dark. When I was ill or feeling down, he always knew and offered his paw, as if to say ‘cheer up - I love you ma.’ It broke my heart to see you die, we didn't want to say goodbye, but this I know that in the end you shall be my forever friend.