To Jaz

Jasmine was a great dog. She was her own dog, with a style all her own. She had the softest natural coat you could imagine, which made her impossible not to pet. And she was as good natured as they come. Little babies climbing all over her and pulling at her tail and ears couldnt draw a peep of aggression from her.

The way she always managed to save a little bit of puppy attitude for Grandma is what I'll probably miss the most. As frail as she was becoming, and as tired as she would get she always had alittle bit saved for playtme.

Over her nearly 12 years I'm sure she saw alot of tears and she rarely missed an opportunity to offer her support with that casual lean she always would do. This picture of her below is Classic Jasmine. She's yearning for your attention, but its more like she knows that you'll feel better if you would just slow down and pet her some.

You might say the world lost a little something when she passed away, but there is a surplus of goodness that she left behind and it won't wilt in our memories.

To Jaz-

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