Britbox
Boxer Insane
Hello Bubba, our pretty girl, It's Mummy and daddy,
I hope the Angel that came and wrapped his wings around you, carried you out of our home, and took you to to The Rainbow Bridge on Thursday, can somehow pass this message on to you. He was so kind, and careful with your lifeless body, after you were so cruelly taken from us. I'm sure that he knows how badly we are hurting and missing you so very much. I know you are missing us too, and must have wondered why you suddenly found yourself without us for the first time in 13 years, but It wasnt because we wanted you to go, we loved you too much for that, it was just that you were so ill, and your poor old body was wearing out so fast even though your spirit and soul were still intact. You were in pain, we knew it in our hearts, but you were so brave, and tried not to show it. We did all we could to keep you well and thought we were doing the right thing by you. The sad thing is that because you'd been robbed of your sight the week before, that you couldnt see us, or what was happening. We know how much being locked in that darkness frightened you, and how hard you tried to move around by using those big old clumsy carthorse paws to tap and feel your way about. It broke our hearts to see you so lost.I wanted you never to feel fear.Please forgive us that we couldnt protect you in your last moments.That little heart, that was built all wrong fought so hard to beat until the very last. Bubba, If love could have kept you here, you would have surely lived forever.
I'm sure everyone is being kind to you, and you have found Poppy, your old friend Rocky and lots of other new Boxer friends to play with. Most of all, I know you have got your sight back, and can see the lovely place where you now live. I hope that the angels up there know of your love of baby cakes, and are making you lots of them to eat...Oh, and remind them how you like to be tucked up in a blanket when it's time for babies bed at night, and perhaps you can teach them all the silly songs I used to sing to you.
I hope when you've had time to rest and recover from your ordeal, and the good souls up there have healed you, you can find it in your heart to come home sometimes, and let Mummy and Daddy know you are here with us still. It's so empty here without you. We went out yesterday, for the first time since you went and coming back was so sad. there were no silly laughing Boxer face to greet us, none of the snorting, nub wagging, and most of all, none of those Boxer kisses we loved so much. We stood on the front step and cried. You made our house a home, and now it's just a shell. Poor Daddy misses you so much too and cries a lot for you, do you feel him holding your little casket in his arms next to his heart?
I must tell you too, of how those Magpies and Doves that used to annoy you so much have taken over the lawn in your garden and are strutting about with impunity, maybe you could give them a little scare, and let us know you are still out there in your favourite place?
We talk of you all the time, of how YOU chose us when we came to look at your Mumma, and her little litter of babies. The lady said she had red and white females like Poppy. Of course, those were the ones we came to see. We were so excited that day, and couldn't wait to come and see you all, we were so hoping that we'd see a mini replica of Poppy Boxer, who would heal the hole in our hearts that her passing had left. I'll never ever forget the sight of you all running everywhere in that garden, causing chaos..Boxer heaven! We had the pick of the litter, and could choose any one of you. You of course, were the most strikingly beautiful of your litter mates..Tell your brothers and sisters up there with you I'm sorry, they were all pretty, but you were simply stunning, with that deep mahognay brindle fur that looked and felt like soft, crumpled dark brown velvet, contrasting with the snow white flashes of your neck chest and socks, and those big oversized paws. Do you remember how you were showing off and were being oh so naughty? You were running round, pinching clothes pegs, running into the flower beds, and not content with nipping all your litter mates ears, you went and pulled off the sock from the little boy who lived in the house. We laughed so much, and I said to daddy how naughty and lively you were, and what a handful you were going to be. The rest is history, We picked you up and you smothered us in enthusiastic puppy kisses, and little nips from those needle teeth. You smelt like warm biscuits just from the oven. I loved that smell, you had it right till the end. Anyway, it was a done deal, you owned our hearts, and you knew it .You had chosen us, and thought 'they'll do for me'. The love of stealing came with you, and you spent the next 13 years pinching anything you could, looking at us with that big silly grin you had, knowing we'd give you a treat to retrieve whatever teeth marked item you had. I know we should have scolded you, and taught you manners, but We couldn't ever be cross with you, with those big deep brown beautiful eyes. You were so gentle and well behaved in all other ways, it was your only 'bad' habit. Millie Boxer, you never had a bad bone In your body, you were a big gentle, clumsy, soppy, loving girl, and so trusting of everyone. Everyone you met loved you too. You made it impossible for people not to fall for you.
And so our life together began. We found out of course that you had been born with aortic stenosis, and may not live too long, but we would never have given up on you baby girl, and vowed to care for you for however short or long your life would be. You were ours, and we were yours, simple as that.
We had so much fun on our journey along life's path with you, you loved the three boys, and would tease them so much. Sometimes the ensuing chaos as the boys and you played together was like a whirlwhind, and you filled us with love and joy. I swear you used to laugh like a human, pulling back those big chops into a smile while you bent yourself almost in half, with that little rabbit nub going so fast it was just a brown blur. We always said that if you'd have had a tail it would have been lethal!
Through the years, we faced all life threw at us, with you by our side. You were our comfort in times of sadness, licking away tears, a silent confidant when we had worries, and a big bouncing baby when we had happy times. The years passed oh so fast. The boys grew up, left home, and it was just us three, you, me and daddy. We adored you so much, that when we went on holiday, we missed you every day, and would ring to make sure you were ok daily.I always yearned for you, and couldnt sleep in a hotel bed properly without the weight and warmth of your soft body. I always said I never got home sick, I was 'Millie Boxer sick'! I couldn't wait to get home to that joyous reunion with you. You'd literally knock us off our feet with joy, and would frantically cover us in slobber as you kissed us with that great big tongue...That feeling was true happiness. I would give anything now to hold you and feel those kisses just one more time.
The time when you were getting tired came so fast baby, it was time to face reality, and realise, that this was one road we couldn't travel with you.
We hated to send you alone, and were so frightened on that terrible day. I hope you understand, that Mummy wasnt trying to hold you down when you were scared, but trying to comfort you, and fill you with our love.
I asked as I was typing this in tears, if you could let us know that you were near. I am sitting near the spot, by the patio doors facing the garden where you took your last breath. We looked up, and at there was a large Red Admiral butterfly fluttering it's wings against the glass, it tapped against the pane several times, and was gone. You used to tap gently withwith your paws when you wanted to come in. It's cold, mid November weather, its been freezing and raining since you left, so cold, we can see our breath as vapor.Is that not a miracle that a butterfly would still be alive in such harsh conditions?
I know you sent it Millie, a sign, to let us know you are still taking care of us, and have arrived at The Bridge.
You know you were our life force, and our love for you will always be there. We know you are sad to see us so hurt, so are trying to be brave and get the proper justice you deserve, and won't rest properly until we do.
Till we meet again Millie Boxer, rest and sleep well in peace free from all Pain. Make sure those angels tuck you properly in that big babies bed in the sky, so you are all warm and cozy, just like I used to. Goodnight Bubba, we miss you so, so much.
Love today, forever, and beyond
Mummy and Daddy. Xxxxxxxxx
I hope the Angel that came and wrapped his wings around you, carried you out of our home, and took you to to The Rainbow Bridge on Thursday, can somehow pass this message on to you. He was so kind, and careful with your lifeless body, after you were so cruelly taken from us. I'm sure that he knows how badly we are hurting and missing you so very much. I know you are missing us too, and must have wondered why you suddenly found yourself without us for the first time in 13 years, but It wasnt because we wanted you to go, we loved you too much for that, it was just that you were so ill, and your poor old body was wearing out so fast even though your spirit and soul were still intact. You were in pain, we knew it in our hearts, but you were so brave, and tried not to show it. We did all we could to keep you well and thought we were doing the right thing by you. The sad thing is that because you'd been robbed of your sight the week before, that you couldnt see us, or what was happening. We know how much being locked in that darkness frightened you, and how hard you tried to move around by using those big old clumsy carthorse paws to tap and feel your way about. It broke our hearts to see you so lost.I wanted you never to feel fear.Please forgive us that we couldnt protect you in your last moments.That little heart, that was built all wrong fought so hard to beat until the very last. Bubba, If love could have kept you here, you would have surely lived forever.
I'm sure everyone is being kind to you, and you have found Poppy, your old friend Rocky and lots of other new Boxer friends to play with. Most of all, I know you have got your sight back, and can see the lovely place where you now live. I hope that the angels up there know of your love of baby cakes, and are making you lots of them to eat...Oh, and remind them how you like to be tucked up in a blanket when it's time for babies bed at night, and perhaps you can teach them all the silly songs I used to sing to you.
I hope when you've had time to rest and recover from your ordeal, and the good souls up there have healed you, you can find it in your heart to come home sometimes, and let Mummy and Daddy know you are here with us still. It's so empty here without you. We went out yesterday, for the first time since you went and coming back was so sad. there were no silly laughing Boxer face to greet us, none of the snorting, nub wagging, and most of all, none of those Boxer kisses we loved so much. We stood on the front step and cried. You made our house a home, and now it's just a shell. Poor Daddy misses you so much too and cries a lot for you, do you feel him holding your little casket in his arms next to his heart?
I must tell you too, of how those Magpies and Doves that used to annoy you so much have taken over the lawn in your garden and are strutting about with impunity, maybe you could give them a little scare, and let us know you are still out there in your favourite place?
We talk of you all the time, of how YOU chose us when we came to look at your Mumma, and her little litter of babies. The lady said she had red and white females like Poppy. Of course, those were the ones we came to see. We were so excited that day, and couldn't wait to come and see you all, we were so hoping that we'd see a mini replica of Poppy Boxer, who would heal the hole in our hearts that her passing had left. I'll never ever forget the sight of you all running everywhere in that garden, causing chaos..Boxer heaven! We had the pick of the litter, and could choose any one of you. You of course, were the most strikingly beautiful of your litter mates..Tell your brothers and sisters up there with you I'm sorry, they were all pretty, but you were simply stunning, with that deep mahognay brindle fur that looked and felt like soft, crumpled dark brown velvet, contrasting with the snow white flashes of your neck chest and socks, and those big oversized paws. Do you remember how you were showing off and were being oh so naughty? You were running round, pinching clothes pegs, running into the flower beds, and not content with nipping all your litter mates ears, you went and pulled off the sock from the little boy who lived in the house. We laughed so much, and I said to daddy how naughty and lively you were, and what a handful you were going to be. The rest is history, We picked you up and you smothered us in enthusiastic puppy kisses, and little nips from those needle teeth. You smelt like warm biscuits just from the oven. I loved that smell, you had it right till the end. Anyway, it was a done deal, you owned our hearts, and you knew it .You had chosen us, and thought 'they'll do for me'. The love of stealing came with you, and you spent the next 13 years pinching anything you could, looking at us with that big silly grin you had, knowing we'd give you a treat to retrieve whatever teeth marked item you had. I know we should have scolded you, and taught you manners, but We couldn't ever be cross with you, with those big deep brown beautiful eyes. You were so gentle and well behaved in all other ways, it was your only 'bad' habit. Millie Boxer, you never had a bad bone In your body, you were a big gentle, clumsy, soppy, loving girl, and so trusting of everyone. Everyone you met loved you too. You made it impossible for people not to fall for you.
And so our life together began. We found out of course that you had been born with aortic stenosis, and may not live too long, but we would never have given up on you baby girl, and vowed to care for you for however short or long your life would be. You were ours, and we were yours, simple as that.
We had so much fun on our journey along life's path with you, you loved the three boys, and would tease them so much. Sometimes the ensuing chaos as the boys and you played together was like a whirlwhind, and you filled us with love and joy. I swear you used to laugh like a human, pulling back those big chops into a smile while you bent yourself almost in half, with that little rabbit nub going so fast it was just a brown blur. We always said that if you'd have had a tail it would have been lethal!
Through the years, we faced all life threw at us, with you by our side. You were our comfort in times of sadness, licking away tears, a silent confidant when we had worries, and a big bouncing baby when we had happy times. The years passed oh so fast. The boys grew up, left home, and it was just us three, you, me and daddy. We adored you so much, that when we went on holiday, we missed you every day, and would ring to make sure you were ok daily.I always yearned for you, and couldnt sleep in a hotel bed properly without the weight and warmth of your soft body. I always said I never got home sick, I was 'Millie Boxer sick'! I couldn't wait to get home to that joyous reunion with you. You'd literally knock us off our feet with joy, and would frantically cover us in slobber as you kissed us with that great big tongue...That feeling was true happiness. I would give anything now to hold you and feel those kisses just one more time.
The time when you were getting tired came so fast baby, it was time to face reality, and realise, that this was one road we couldn't travel with you.
We hated to send you alone, and were so frightened on that terrible day. I hope you understand, that Mummy wasnt trying to hold you down when you were scared, but trying to comfort you, and fill you with our love.
I asked as I was typing this in tears, if you could let us know that you were near. I am sitting near the spot, by the patio doors facing the garden where you took your last breath. We looked up, and at there was a large Red Admiral butterfly fluttering it's wings against the glass, it tapped against the pane several times, and was gone. You used to tap gently withwith your paws when you wanted to come in. It's cold, mid November weather, its been freezing and raining since you left, so cold, we can see our breath as vapor.Is that not a miracle that a butterfly would still be alive in such harsh conditions?
I know you sent it Millie, a sign, to let us know you are still taking care of us, and have arrived at The Bridge.
You know you were our life force, and our love for you will always be there. We know you are sad to see us so hurt, so are trying to be brave and get the proper justice you deserve, and won't rest properly until we do.
Till we meet again Millie Boxer, rest and sleep well in peace free from all Pain. Make sure those angels tuck you properly in that big babies bed in the sky, so you are all warm and cozy, just like I used to. Goodnight Bubba, we miss you so, so much.
Love today, forever, and beyond
Mummy and Daddy. Xxxxxxxxx
