Keeping Janeys bed aired.

Keeping Janeys bed ready on her sofa just in case she comes back or visits in the night for a snooze. That’s Tufty in the picture, but Janey never really got on with him. But maybe she’s mellowed now?

Janeys bed is ready with Tufty.

Janeys covers and blanket.

Got all of Janeys many covers all washed and put into storage. Also packed up Janeys favourite furry blanket. Haven’t washed it I’ve just put it into a big plastic zip-lock bag. It has some holes to keep it aired. It still has a doggy smell. Very hard day today doing that. 😥

Janey on her furry blanket.
Janey on her favourite furry blanket.
Janey yawning on her blanket.
Janey having a yawn on her favourite furry blanket.

I’ll always dread the 15th of each month.

It’s been 2 months today since I lost my lovely Janey. The 15th April 2019. I think I’m always going to dread the 15th of every month. Still heartbroken. 😥

She wouldn’t have enjoyed all this wet weather at all. Here she is on Tuesday the 11th July 2017 when it was a bit wet out.

Janey not impressed with the wet weather.

Janey walks in the grass.

Some video clips recorded 25th June 2013 with a Kodak Playfull (720p) whilst walking through the grass in the fields of number 1 walk. There’s no sound.

Janeys tongue.

Taken on the 1st May 2013 whilst on our number 1 walk Janey stopped to pose for a #TongueOutTuesday picture.

Janeys tongue out tuesday
Janey stops to pose for a tongue out Tuesday picture.

An image with hidden meaning.

Janey: Remember all those conversations at night when I had my head on your shoulder and you were stroking my head?
Me: We had so many conversations. Which one?
Janey: When I said that after I’m gone you should get another doggy like me to look after you.
Me: Oh yes I remember.
Janey: Well I said you’d have nothing to photograph on your walks without me and that when you were desperately needing me you’d photograph anything like the pigeons, food, paper-clips and a pencil.
Me: That’s right.
Janey: Well you’ve started. You’ve photographed a pencil now. You need another me. Maybe not as old as I was, but a bit older.
Me: But I don’t know when the time is right. I’ve always had signs with the others and with you.
Janey: I understand. You’re waiting for my sign. Don’t worry I’ll send you one and soon. Night night.
Me: Night or should I say for old times…”sigh”.
Janey: Sausages?
Me: 😥

A pencil
A pencil.

A card from the vets.

After bringing home Janeys ashes I took the casket out of the cardboard box and placed her by Sali and Dusty. Then 2 days ago I picked the box out of its bag to put away and found a nice handwritten card from the vets, some forget-me-nots and a small laminated card. Cue eye-grit.

Rainbow Bridge.
Rainbow Bridge.

The Original Rainbow Bridge Poem

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together, never to be separated again.


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Janey in 3D.

A 3D picture of Janey from 24th March 2011 (aged 6). An anaglyph image requiring RED/CYAN glasses with RED for left eye. #ThrowbackThursday

Janey in 3D.
Janey in 3D on the lawn 24th March 2011 aged 6yrs.