28/12/14 - 09/04/19
Human family: Watts
Photo(s) of Dodger (The Artful) (8)

Dodger (The Artful)

It absolutely breaks my heart that I have to write this and that you aren't here with us any more. I still remember the day i came home from work and you were hiding under Olivia's trampoline from the heavy rain. I instantly fell in love with you and it became my mission to make sure you were safe. After days of sitting up all hours watching for you we finally got you safe. you had such a feminine face at first glance we thought you were a little girl and almost ended up being called Elizabeth after your great grandma who'd died on Christmas day that year. I still remember your dad ringing me at work to tell me he'd had to take the entire kitchen cupboards apart because you'd hidden under the benches from him when it was time to take you to the vet to get you checked over and see if you were chipped. When you weren't chipped and no one came forward for you we knew our little wandering orphan could only go by one name (once we had it confirmed you were in fact a little boy). You'd showed us so much of your personality in that short time you had to be called the artful dodger. It doesn't seem like we only got two years together, you fitted so perfectly in with us and your sisters that it feels as though you were always here. Then we brought Arthur home as a playmate for you and yet again you surprised us. That goofy and playful full of cheek little boy we all loved turned into a strict daddy showing Arthur how to use the litter tray and other house manners. You two were soul mates. You were so in tune with me emotionally you got me through some of the hardest times in my life because you always knew when to come over and give me that head bop that I could cry into your fur and you'd make everything better. It's tragic that your life has been cut so short but we knew we couldn't put you through all that pain for such a small extension of time for our own selfish wishes. I hope you know we put you first as we always did. I hope you remember you didn't go alone and that me and daddy were there right until the end cuddling you and kissing you and telling you how much we love you. Olivia has photos of you for her memory box and me and daddy have made a box of memories as well for your bowl, collar and blanket and your other belongings. Belongings i could never part with as well as a lock of your hair and your paw prints when we receive them from the vet. Me and daddy are also going to get your paw print as a tattoo so you are always with us. The other three miss you terribly as we all do, Arthur doesn't understand and searches the house howling for you. In time we will get him another playmate but they will never replace you. No one could ever replace you. You are always going to be in our minds and in our hearts. You are in a better place and you are with Buster now. He will look after you until we meet again my sweet sweet boy. Mammy and daddy and the rest of the gang loves you all the world my darling dodger. Sleep tight mammy little angel xxxxxx

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