I am off to visit Pheobe today which got me thinking about three other Jack Russells that brought great joy and comfort to my life.
Eight years ago, I spent a blissful summer, studio/house/animal sitting for friends who had a place about a half an hour outside of Brussells.
There were three Jack Russells, a cat and chickens….but this is about the dogs.
First there were the Angel Pups – just a year old and the dearest little creatures one can ever imagine.
The Angel Pups – who never left my side – whether in the garden…
or in the studio….
or in bed…..
And then there was dear, beautiful Jessie. Very much on her last legs, to the point that the vet had been alerted should anything happen while I was looking after her.
It was a time when I needed nurturing….and so perhaps my levels of compassion were stronger than normal – but I completely focused on making this little dogs last days the best ever….
When my friend returned, they were shocked to see that Jessie looked ten years younger:)
Jessie died six months later and was buried in the garden….
Pencil/watercolour sketch of Jessie.
I hope all my friends in the States enjoy a lovely Memorial Day weekend, and those of us in the UK a creative bank holiday…. surrounded by Magical Hummingbirds. 🙂