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mommyof4
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My mom just emailed me with some sad news- her little dog, Jazzie, was hit by a car this afternoon. She was good and loyal companion to my mother these past few years. Can you please say a prayer for her?
Thank you.
Here is a copy of the email from my mother:
A little before 3:00 p.m. today Jazi was killed in the street in front of my house. A girl walking home from school called to her from across the street at the time Jazi and I were doing our daily mail check. Jazi started towards the curb and stopped when I said, “No.” I turned and continued up the driveway when I heard the girl scream. The high school was just letting out and a car blaring loud music and at least four young people were coming at a high speed. Evidently Jazi had decided to cross over anyway and the car hit her before she reached the other side. The car paused at the corner then with a squeal of tires turned and went down the hill. A crowd quickly gathered and some thought she might still be alive. I wrapped her in a blanket and sped off for the vets knowing all the time that this was a trip in vain. The vet said she probably died instantly.
As I write this message I can only reflect on the great love and joy for life that little dog had. She was a lover in the best of definitions…a great and unqualified lover for all who came into her short life. How does one replace such a friend?
Thank you.
Here is a copy of the email from my mother:
A little before 3:00 p.m. today Jazi was killed in the street in front of my house. A girl walking home from school called to her from across the street at the time Jazi and I were doing our daily mail check. Jazi started towards the curb and stopped when I said, “No.” I turned and continued up the driveway when I heard the girl scream. The high school was just letting out and a car blaring loud music and at least four young people were coming at a high speed. Evidently Jazi had decided to cross over anyway and the car hit her before she reached the other side. The car paused at the corner then with a squeal of tires turned and went down the hill. A crowd quickly gathered and some thought she might still be alive. I wrapped her in a blanket and sped off for the vets knowing all the time that this was a trip in vain. The vet said she probably died instantly.
As I write this message I can only reflect on the great love and joy for life that little dog had. She was a lover in the best of definitions…a great and unqualified lover for all who came into her short life. How does one replace such a friend?
