We woke to the wowst news this mowning..aftew days and days of ups and downs ,of hopes and pwayews fow a miwacle, Digby softly fell asleeep fow the last time in his home.
He was sowwounded by love till the end and none of us can ask fow mowe.
Digby didn't know me well, I had only stawted to know him a few months ago, but gwew to love him and cawe and wail against the unfaiwness of having his life stolen by a disease bown by a howwid tick.
he was a bwave fightew to the end, his spiwit was thewe, he even managed a last ball game wif his Bwuvvew Wilf
Ouw heawt goes out to his family, who wote so eloquently about his life and bwavewy and finally left us wif this wondewful quote
Digby lived by the adage " Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin ! ". He stood tall but this morning the grass grew taller . We will miss him.
Mommi cwied and cwied and I licked hew face and then checked ouw othew peemails and saw ouw Hewo , Ouw Wiwy Leadew Jackson had peacefully left us too
Jackson and Digby wewe made of the same stuff..bwavewy, love, adventoowe cuwiosity, living life to it's fullest
Jackson was the handsomest, bwavest wiwy fwiend anyone could have had.
He was one of my fiwst fwiends and I admiwed him so..
I'll nevew fowget his hoomow, his leadewship , his walks wif his fwiends along the beach, his mastewy of the two second stuffiesuwgewy and his tenacious love of life despite illnesses too noomowous to mention.
His Js did theiw all to help him ovew evewy new obstacle. Theiw combined stwength and love inspiwed us all.
He was a leadew in bwinging attention to Wiwe fox Tewwiew Wescoo and helping so many othews wif his Js talent and his spiwit
I was honowed to visit him and to kiss him in my flatself pawsona last month when he gwaciously welcomed my pawents along wif Ewic and his squawe pawents into his home in Bwighton
Despite his wecent stwoke, Jackson was willing to destuff his gift fwom me immediately
and give my Mommi the gift of falling alsleep on hew feets
(J1 assuwed us this was a big big honow )and mommi cewtainly felt it
Jackson is now able to see wif those bootiful eyes again, and his joints don't huwt, and he can wun like the wind and maybe just maybe, he and Digby awe stomping wif gweat delight on the flowews of heavens spwing meadow and smiling down on us.
Jackson,I am vewy sad, but so happy to have known you , I will nevew fowget you my sweet boy. You have left a wich legacy.
I hope someday, I'll see you again along wif all the wondewful fwiends I've gotten to know on this bloggie who awe in heaven wif you.
smoochie kisses fuwwevew