Good morning all, I've been AWOL for a few days..lots going on. A surprising 6.2 for me today after going to bed at 11.0 my highest number since testing. Sadly lost my 13 year old American cocker spaniel yesterday, didn't eat all day and ended up with a bag of chips from the chippy hence the high number. It was so sudden which is always hard as you can't try and mentally prepare, but at least for my Harry Boy it was quick and he was still wagging his little tail
have a lovely day all, it's good to see the sunshine.
I came across this at Newstead Abby while wandering the grounds.
"When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth
Unknown by glory, but upheld by Birth
The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe
And storied urns record who rests below
When all is done upon the tomb is seen
Not what he was but what he should have been
But the poor dog in life the firmest friend
The first to welcome, foremost to defend
Whose honest heart is still his Master's own
Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone
Unhonoured falls unnoticed all his worth
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on Earth-
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven
And claims himself a soul exclusive Heaven
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power-
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit
By nature vile, enobled but by name
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn
Pass on - it honours none you wish to mourn
To mark a friends remains these stones arise
I never knew but one - and here he lies"
LORD BYRON 1808
A just tribute to the memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov 18 1808