ShedWords

  Nearly two weeks ago we faced the day that we hoped would never come; we had to make a decision that we knew was unequivocally right but felt heart wrenchingly wrong. On Wednesday 5th August 2020 we had to let our beautiful Jasper go. At this moment there is a gaping hole in our home and our hearts. We are grieving. French poet Anatole France said that, ‘until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened’. Over fourteen and a half years Jasper gave us companionship, unconditional love and comfort in abundance. We used to say he was as beautiful inside as he was outside (and by crikey he was handsome). Our beautiful gentle soul. Jasper was a Golden Retriever and all he ever needed from us was food and cuddles. Weighing almost six stone in his latter years, in his prime he was anywhere between seven and seven and a half stone. A big dog. His father’s official name was Digby and Jasper was his father’s son. His ‘golden’ fur was very pale and as a senior h