Being With Jingles

 

On March 21st I posted a picture of Jingles, Bubba and Frosty resting together, all in a row. 

Sadly, our furbaby Jingles passed away last weekend unexpectedly. One day I thought she was not feeling well.The next day while on my way to store to get her some chicken soup, my husband wrote me that she had crossed the rainbow bridge. We buried her under a grove of Palo Verde trees on our acre.  I know the "giant breeds'" life span is short, and she was a senior showing her age but it was a shock, especially since we recently said goodbye to our other furbaby Caleb.  

I wasn't sure if Frosty and Bubba were aware of her absence until yesterday morning.  We had let them outside to do their morning duty.  When it was time for them to come in, I called them but they didn't come. Of course I panicked thinking that they were off on a walk-about as they have done in the past. Then I heard my husband calling to me saying he had found them.  I went see where they were and saw this. They were lying on either side of Jingles grave. We called them but they wouldn't come until we went and got them.  We had put some branches over  the spot to keep the other dogs from digging in that area. The branches mark where she rests and the rose bush was given to me by a friend as a marker.   Although this picture is not what you would call a perfect photo, it is priceless to me.

Jingles, Bubba, and Frosty are still resting in a row.