Milo the Magnificent…
We often complained that Milo’s zest for life cost us money. Too many tales to relate on why that is so but it began with a fractured foreleg at eight weeks requiring plaster and a condom to keep it dry… and then moving to this most recent tragedy.
He was, undeniably, our little six million dollar man.
A eulogy is not meant to be sad, it is meant to be uplifting and to laud the one who has died. All I want to say is that Milo was born with a clock in his brain and the vocal sounds to enunciate the time.
Time to wake up.
Time to go outside and pee.
Time for breakfast.
Time to let all and sundry know that Milo the Magnificent is not just in the building but in the world!
Time for a walk.
Time to open the oven because the oven timer is ringing.
Time to get off the phone and talk to Milo instead.
Time to put Milo in the car.
Time to take Milo out of the car.
In the beginning so much time and fifteen years later time ran out.
And so my little timekeeper – how I will miss you and your quirky ways. But you have taught me well and i know that Time heals and that Time is too precious to waste.
To my dearest Milo: cheers!
What a beautiful eulogy to your sweet loving best pal in the world! I know you’ll miss him terribly as there is nothing comparable to the unconditional love a pet gives us but what wonderful memories! And soon enough these will only be sweet memories, where you rejoice, smile, your heart swells with joy and love at the thought of him rather than sadness at his loss. I say this because three years ago I lost my 20 year old cat that I’d had since she was 8 weeks old. It was very hard to lose her even though I knew it was coming and I was grateful to be holding her when she died. But now I just have a huge smile when I think about her. What a gift she gave me for all those many years. And I know they are still around us in spirit even if they are no longer in our arms. Sending you a great big hug.
Calexora, thank you. it’s a hard day but I know from the past that it gets easier each day… and the really good memories start to kick on to put a smile on the face. Meanwhile today is a bit of self-indulgent time for Young Dog and myself.
So very sorry to hear you lost such a good and loving friend. He was an adorable dog. Sending you good thoughts for getting through this sad time.
Anne, thank you. Thoughts from friends are deeply sustaining.
I just had to put up something about him but I haven’t forgotten yours and my date either…
What a lovely tribute to Milo, Prue!
And, don’t forget to take time for yourself.
OX,
Corinne,
Young Dog and I have just pottered all day and have just returned from an hour’s walk along the river-beach. She’s pooped and asleep on her bed… and I am having quiet time. The embroidery’s about to come out.
Thanks for the wise words.
Again I see we are taking the time for a world-wide celebration of the life of gallant and loving friend, whose companionship crossed all the barriers of species and language.
To Milo, and all our others: it’s a joy to know you, sorrow to lose you, and we treasure all the memories
Thinking of you, Prue.
Thank you Giselle.
Lovely Eulogy. *sniff*
Many sniffs, Si.
Prue,
A beautiful eulogy. I’m so sorry for your loss.
A loving hug…
Barbara
I need the hug… huge hole in my heart. My husband has traveled mega-heaps for work and so in our married life (or at least the last fifteen years) I have spent more time with Milo (24/7, 365 days, times 15) than with my husband… it hurts.
What a lovely tribute to Milo. I’m so sorry for your loss. Somebody send me this poem when my Lance passed which I posted on my other blog. It’s entitled “The Greatest Gift.” http://judiang.livejournal.com/174663.html#cutid1
Judiang… word-perfect. Every single emotion is underlined. Thank you.
I knew when I read your post in KUF (UK) I needed to come take a peek at your blog. I recently posted on my blog Kipling’s ‘The Power of the Dog.’ I was moved to do this after meeting an elderly couple who were out for their first walk without their beloved companion. Even more of a co-incidence, a small unwanted jack russell has recently come into our lives. Every second of every day is a joy to this little miss. Its as though she cannot believe her luck. Even the collie unwinds enough to play with her. – and you know what collies are like!
Jack Russells are very special, small dogs with the biggest of personalities. Reading your blog it seems you cherished every moment of Milo’s company, and he cherished you in return. If memories are all we’re left, yours sound wonderful.
Julia
Julia, it’s lovely to meet a kindred jack Russell terrier lover and that you have found the idiosyncracies of the breed. We’ve had Jackies for 31 years and can honestly say that whilst they wouldn’t have won obedience trials, they more than made up for it in enthusiasm, love and loyalty, hilarity and companionship. Milo was all of those and our younger jackie (eleven) is findIng life difficult without him. This week I am away and it makes it a little easier for me but even though she is with me, she is very clingy and seems lost. Perhaps she mirrors me, stranger things have happened.
We will get another before the end of the year, before she grows too used to not sharing us, before she becomes any more alpha dog than she already is. But I have to say that Milo is pretty well top of the tree and will be hard to equal.
Please come back to visit the blog… it’s lovely you have you here!
My heart goes out to you, Prue. So sorry for your loss. I’m sure Milo is there, beyond the veil, nudging your hand to say hello, and to let you know he’s not in pain anymore – and to remind you to take that thing out of the oven before it burns. *big hugs*
Traxy, thank you… what a lovely expression: ‘beyond the veil’. It’s much more friendly than other more colloquial expressions.