Goodnight Beau xx
3rd September 2002 - 23rd March 2017
It makes me smile when I recall your favourite items in life, your great love of food, amazing how the smell of those Yorkshire puddings could make you jump off your sofa, even though we thought you were fast asleep! A good stew was always welcome! You even took a shine to a nice bit of trifle or cream cake.
You were never bothered! The night we had fish and chips and as I was talking you were eating the other end of my fish and when you drunk all my coffee with whiskey in!! You had never drunk coffee before that, then dear me, suddenly you did (wonder why)?
The times you went into the garden and would look as though to say, ‘I’ll be in when I want to be in’, all done in your lovely lady like manner. The list could go on.
But what an amazing girl you was and so, so beautiful. You were such a massive part of Dawns life but the only greyhound I knew with three mums, all of which loved you dearly.
Sadly the day came when you had to leave us with the devastating news you had bone cancer. We were both with you and Dawn was right by your side. Your mum Debbie did a 2 hour journey to see you before you were due at the vets. That’s how you affected everyone’s life, believe me, you were and will be loved, always.
In our garden now stands a weeping willow in your memory and which we will watch grow as we did you. By the side stands a statue of two greyhounds, one for you and one for your beloved Gamble, whom you will now be with again.
You’ve left a big hole in our lives and taken a part of our hearts with you.
Miss you always beautiful Beau. xx
Field Of Gold
A long way away there’s a field of gold,
Where our loved ones go when they get old
Now this magical place has just a few laws
And that is only for those special paws
You’re free to play and run with grace
Or will you gently take things in your very own pace
Your painless body will dance all night
And your eyes will shine with joy so bright
Our dear Beau, you’re missed so much
If only we were able to feel your touch
But your gentle Gamble will be by your side
As we are sure he was the day you died
You took a piece of our heart and many a tear
Yet we all know you are still so near
And as we imagine you in that field of gold
Where you have gone because you were old
We see your beauty in the days of lark
And I’m sure we hear your gentle bark.
Goodnight Beau xx
A poem for Beau written by Karen xx