Jazzmine’s Day 6-1-08
Jazzmine woke me up at her usual time of 5 am so she could go out to go to the bathroom. Little did she know that I was on to her hunting instincts as she would hunt baby birds and gophers on our property. When she was finished she barked at the door so I could make her and the other dogs their breakfast.
After breakfast, all of the dogs were ready for their morning walk. Jazzmine had grown weaker and weaker over the past few weeks, but still would make our walks. Every morning and every night, we walk all of the dogs down the bridle paths surrounding our neighborhood. After the walk, Jazz took her nap in the comfort of the air conditioned barn.
At around lunchtime, a worker came to pick up some trash from the house remodel. I didn’t know, but he left the front gate open. Meanwhile I was in the house cleaning up after the drywall mess getting it ready to paint. Looking out the window I saw an older golden retriever happily making her way down the street. It was Jazzmine! I ran out to get her and she gave me the “squinty look” that she makes when she thinks she’s in trouble. “You’re not in trouble,” I assured her as we walked home. The other dogs looked irritated when they thought she had gotten another walk! Jazzmine just wagged her tail!
That night, after dinner, we walked the irrigation port route and turned on the irrigation ports to water the property. All of the dogs came to help. They love the walk to the port locations, then they love to stand in the cool water as it rushes out of the ports onto the property. After the water was set and running, we all went back in the barn.
As we settled in for the night, Jazz came to me for a pat on the head, lay down by my feet and died….I am soo sad.
All weekend my husband and I recollected all the wonderful 16 ½ years Jazzmine gave us. She went strong right up to the end. 
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