Rosie grew sicker as the day progressed yesterday. I walked around the garden with her in the afternoon because she couldn't sit still inside. When Hanno came home, he took her to our old vet, the one who operated on her eye a couple of years ago. Rosie had kidney failure and we were advised that even if they started treatment, because of her age and current condition, she probably would not survive. We chose to have her euthanised. She died late yesterday afternoon. This morning we will bury her in the backyard under the Banksia rose where she loved to sit.
We Have A Secret
We have a secret, you and I
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind
so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but I
can see the bending grass.
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind
so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but I
can see the bending grass.
Author Unknown
