Jay Maynard

1998 - 2008
LocationJavea, Alicante, Spain
Age9 years
Date of Birth11/09/1998
Date of Death03/07/2008
Visitors2,937 since 10/02/2009
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He was a miniature bull terrier who was loved very,very much. No words really can tell of the love
we shared together. He was my confidant and friend. I just wish I could have him with me all over
again for another ten years. I miss him so much.
We used to live in Broxbourne in Hertfordshire.We actually got Jay from Redcar in Yorkshire, so we
used to call him our Yorkie boy, who then became a Broxbourne boy.He came from a litter of nine
puppies. We played on the floor with them all but he was the one that stayed with us the whole
time,so really he chose us and was determined to keep our attention.We said "that's got to be the
one" and that certainly was the case for the next ten years. When we came to Spain, we brought him
with us, driving all the way by car, he was so good we never knew he was there.He was my baby.He
suddenly got ill, it really was just a matter of a week. He suddenly stopped eating and looked so
sad. We thought that it might be the hot weather but after a couple of days we knew it wasn't right
and called the vet to our home as we didn't want to make life anymore difficult for Jay. He took
blood tests and said he would return the same day with the result. The result was as the Spanish vet
said "His kidneys, they are broken" and I can try to stabilize him with injections and we will wait
three days, then we must decide what is best for Jay.He had deteriorated even more by then and it
was decided that the kindest thing for Jay was to let him go.What a wonderful vet, he was so
understanding of our feelings.It was a very tearful and heartbreaking time and I have re-lived it
many times. We have his ashes in a most beautiful glass casket in a velvet pouch tied with
ribbon.The vet did everything for us and did it so well.Jay has been gone now seven months, my heart
still aches for him. Why, my little mate did you have to go? I loved you so much.


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Where Peace Flows Like a River.

Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.

Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.

Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.

Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.

Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.

Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.

Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
© 2004

Mel Xxxxx (Friend) 3 minutes ago

My sunshine doesn't come from the skies,
It comes from the love in my dog's eyes.

Unknown Poet

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Yesterday evening

jay what a beautiful boy thank you anita for the pic you sent as you will no how i feel at this time x

Racheal Wood Yesterday evening

The Promise

To each and every faithful friend
With whom we stayed until the end
Rest in peace while we explain
That one day we will meet again

If we were not there and so did fail
To see the last wag of your tail
Our love for you will never wane
Forgive us, please, when we meet again

We were with your presence blessed
Your ample heart, which won the quest
For beauty, flowing in your vein
Will see the day we meet again

You gave us many happy years
Departing, with us crying tears
We pray that you were without pain
And promise that we will meet again

Greater friends we will not make
You are they that give not take
Perchance we have some more to gain
Until the day we meet again

When that day comes and we all meet
May you once more rise to your feet
To walk with us in sun not rain
And fulfil the promise to meet again

M. C. Kiff

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Yesterday morning

Love You More

Do I love you
to the moon and back?
No I love you
more than that

I love you to the desert sands
the mountains, stars
the planets and

I love you to the deepest sea
and deeper still
through history

Before beyond I love you then
I love you now
I’ll love you when

The sun’s gone out
the moon’s gone home
and all the stars are fully grown

When I no longer say these words
I’ll give them to the wind, the birds
so that they will still be heard

I love you

Copyright James Carter

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Thursday afternoon

DREAMS

Dreams are where you relive memories,
a special time gone forever.
Dreams can take you to far away places,
that are only there while you sleep.
Dreams can make you smile or make you cry,
but when you wake you must say good-bye.
Dreamers can be what they want to be.
Dreamers are you and me.

Dreams are where you can see things,
that can no-longer be.
Dreams can take me to you,
no-matter where you are.
Dreams can make me smile or make me cry,
I never want to wake if I have to say good-bye.

Dreams can let me see you,
To touch you and hold you.
That's the only time I can be with you.
That's all I have left of you.
But I'll see you tonight in my dreams.

by Leslie D. Green

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Wednesday afternoon

Remember Me

Remember me when roses bloom
And Spring returns again ---
For I am ever present in your midst
In the dawn and in the wind ---

You mustn't think I've gone away
For good - Instead remember me
The way I was in better days
The way it used to be ----

Remember me as I am now
Alive, at peace, and free ---
There is no place for sorrows past
Is just a lost memory ----

For life derives its' purest joy
In living day to day ---
Follow what I've taught you
And REMEMBER ME, this way .....
~~~~Dorothy Womack~~~~

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Wednesday morning

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♥ From Water Bug to Dragonfly ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)

The bottom of the pond is muddy and dark
There is fear of the unknown
There is loneliness as things change
There is the desperation of being left behind
Not knowing, not understanding
Watching and waiting
Then the journey comes
Up the stem
What waits beyond?
Sunlight
Freedom
Dancing together in joy with those who went before
And who will come after.
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Mel Xxxxx (Friend) Tuesday afternoon

My Heart

looking into the sky at night,
I look at this one star
it reminds me of how close yet
far apart we are.

lacie

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) 5 days ago

A Little Dog Angel
By:Noah M. Holland

High up in the courts of heaven today
a little dog angel waits,
with the other angels he will not play,
but he sits alone at the gates.
"For I know my master will come" says he,
"and when he comes he will call for me."

The other angels pass him by
As they hurry toward the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
as he sits at the gates alone.
"But I know if I just wait patiently
that someday my master will call for me."

And his master, down on earth below,
as he sits in his easy chair,
forgets sometimes, and whispers low
to the dog who is not there.
And the little dog angel cocks his ears
and dreams that his master's voice he hears.

And when at last his master waits
outside in the dark and cold,
for the hand of death to open the door,
that leads to those courts of gold,
he will hear a sound through the gathering dark,
a little dog angel's bark.

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