A Poem For Megan; Goodbye To A Special Dog

 Well; come on then, haven't got all day. Megan Love any thing that moves fast.
Well; come on then, haven't got all day. Megan Love any thing that moves fast. | Source
Megan's sun bathing section of the garden
Megan's sun bathing section of the garden | Source
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Fly Megan Fly

What a heart

What a soul

Megan was as good as gold


See her run

Watch her swim

Megan moving like a dream


Brilliant luster

Big brown eyes

Megan’s light never dies


Run Megan run all day long

Run Megan run and sing your song

Run Megan run through fields and hills


Leaping Jumping

High through the wheat

Wild and free your ultimate treat


See her reaching up for the sky

Go Megan go, no sad goodbyes

Fly Megan Fly, such love never dies


In the wildflower meadows

Where the crystal stream flows

Heaven's the place all good dogs know

From Megan's garden
From Megan's garden | Source
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Spot the pooch
Spot the pooch | Source

Megan

Megan was our little wire haired Jack Russell terrier; my husband and I found her at the animal rescue center in February 2004 on St Valentine’s Day.

The staff at the center named her Harp. We were warned, Harp loved a good adventure, and would jump the eight feet fence at the center to go walk about, well actually; knowing Megan, this was much more likely to be run around.

We renamed her Megan when we learned that she was found in Wales, hence the name Harp as in, Welsh Harp.

Megan was a girlie dog; she loved to be told that she was beautiful. I once bought my sister a sparkling Crystal bracelet for her birthday, the dog took it and refused to give it back, like a magpie she collected anything that shined and sparkled.

Megan was gentle and loving, more like a cuddling pussy cat than a dog, but only with family and friends, a girl must maintain her street cred after all. If you heard her and did not actually see her, you'd be forgiven for believing that the dog behind the door was a fearsome rottweiler. Most people laughed out loud when they saw what all the fuss was about, but never judge a book by its cover, or in this case, a dog by it's bark.

Our new postman decided to have a little fun with Megan, big mistake. I heard him talking to the dog through the front door. “So you want to bite me, you little shit, come on then, come on.” And he pushed the mail through the door attempting to hit the dog, she grabbed hold of his finger instead. The postman's angry shouts and the incessant banging on the door could be heard for miles around.

I opened the door and let the wounded man into the house, he was now bleeding all over my carpet, we went into the kitchen, and as I cleaned and dressed his wound, he pointedly informed me about the claims he would be making for damages.

However, since I did not hear from him again, I guess he must have taken some sound legal advice and realized that it was never a good idea to tease dogs. Least of all, a dog that was simply doing her job by protecting her home. What's more, there was a perfectly good post box at the front gate that the postie had pointedly ignored.

Megan was fiercely protective of us, small in size but a huge personality, she loved to run and swim, she often manages to find a way to get out, this dog was imaginative, she didn't miss a trick when it comes to breaking out.

This little dog has been known to escape by jumping from the first-floor bedroom window, landing on the clipped yew hedge. We could always tell where she'd dropped because there would be a distinct Megan shaped impression in the hedge. Having chased all around the neighborhood looking for her, Megan would return home exhausted. We would later learn that she had been running along with a cyclist or swimming in her favourite river, ford or pond in the neighbourhood.

We lived in a relatively remote area, so when Megan got out we were more concerned that she would chase the local farmer's sheep in the nearby field than the risk of her running into traffic; but having said that, one day she came home with a fishing hook attached to her neck.

Not long after this episode, she sneaked out while we were asleep, and returned with a hole in her chest, she was chasing rabbits and got impaled on a branch. On yet another occasion, she frightened us terribly when she sneaked out to visit the neighbour's horse the horse kicked her in the head.

As we rushed her to the vets, we thought, this time, she would lose the sight in one eye, but luckily she was fine, she became a bit of a celeb at the local veterinary clinic.

Megan had a few doggy friends, but she loved Casper the friendly Fox the best, named for the way he'd suddenly appear and disappear, rather like a ghost. Casper was a handsome fox who visited every night, regular as clockwork. Megan was always waiting at the window for him, promptly at 19.00 every night.

Four years ago we found a small growth on Megan's chest and had it removed. However, subsequently, more of her glands had become enlarged, after thorough examinations and several tests, she was diagnosed with Lymphoma.

Megan responded well to chemotherapy and typically, she bravely went into remission. Four years on, last Christmas, we realized that the cancer had returned.

We knew this could be the end because she was now getting on in years; we estimated she would have been over 80 in doggy years.

Still, we wanted to give Megan every chance, so when the vet suggested that we try chemotherapy again since she had responded so well in the past, we agreed to give it another try. Unfortunately, Megan became very ill from the chemo., and although it appeared that the cancer was receding, it had, in fact, returned, this time with a vengeance.

Sadly, my husband and I made the decision to put our little girl to sleep. It’s sad and the house is much too quiet without Megan, but she is no longer in pain and the time she spent with us will always be special. It’s incredible how something so small can have such an impact on our lives. So, we said our goodbyes and sent her on her way to the greatest adventure of all.

Thank you Boo boo it’s been a privilege.

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Megan's favorite swimming pool and paddock where she was kicked by the neighbor's horse
Megan's favorite swimming pool and paddock where she was kicked by the neighbor's horse
Casper  waiting for dinner
Casper waiting for dinner | Source
A cuddle for teddy
A cuddle for teddy | Source
Casper and Megan, At first sight
Casper and Megan, At first sight | Source
Megan's last Christmas
Megan's last Christmas | Source

Scene of Megan's Great Escape

© 2012 Jo Alexis-Hagues

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tobusiness 16 months ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Missy, thank you for taking a look at this, Megan was quite the little character, we'll alway miss her. I'm sorry about Cotton, he must have been a lot of fun. Cotton reminded me of our first dog 'Chester,' even when he was too old to do anything much, he was still chasing the girls. But hey, isn't that just like the male of the species? Bless their little hearts. Hope you're having a wonderful day. My best to you.


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Missy Smith 16 months ago from Florida

I just commented on your Bob Marley poem, and saw this one on the side beckoning at me to read it. LOl...

I had a very special dog named Lily. I will always say she was and will unfailingly remain my best friend. I had her for almost 20 years, and finally had to make the choice to put her down. She was so ill.

However, your story of Megan reminds me of another little rambunctious dog I owned for about a year. A little fiery ball of white named Cotton. Yes, he thought he was King and nothing would ever battle and defeat him, until one day that was exactly what happened. A bigger dog and he battled over a fair maiden, and it ended his life. He always ran for the woods if we weren't careful enough and left the back door open just enough he could slip out. And in this case, we didn't find and bring him home in time. The neighbor told us of his gallant feats to claim his fair maiden.

Great Hub! :)


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tobusiness 2 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Hi Snakeslane, lovely to see you! thanks for finding Megan's hub, she was a little dog with a huge heart and we'll always miss her. I hope all is well with you, best wishes.

Jo


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snakeslane 2 years ago from Canada

What a beautiful loving way to remember your Megan. I spotted this poem listed in the poetry section and I'm glad I did. That little dog brought great joy to your life, and now brings great joy to the rest of us. Love the photos.


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Hyphenbird, thank you so very much for the sympathetic comment and for stopping by. best wishes to you


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Hyphenbird 4 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

You certainly had a gift in Megan and she in you. Though losing them is so painful, having loved them is divine. The story of Megan is enchanting, she sure was a personality.


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

BeyondMax, thank you so much for the kind comment, Megan was quiet a little character, she is surely missed. Casper was always very punctual, always on time for dinner. I would be pottering about in the garden and suddenly get a feeling that I'm being watched.

Casper would be sitting patiently waiting, he turned up one evening with his mate and two cubs amazing.


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BeyondMax 4 years ago from Sydney, Australia

What a beautiful story and an amazing tribute to such a loyal friend! I absolutely loved your pictures too, gosh, winter caught me with a gasp =) I was stunned to see the fox in such a close proximity and he even comes for food?! That's just unreal! =) Sorry for such a sad loss, rest in peace, sweet Megan!


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Shirgerald, thank you very much for the visit and the kind comment.


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shirgerald 4 years ago from medford

Beautiful pictures, well spoken words in your poems


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Wayne, many thanks for the kind comment. Best wishes to you also


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Many thanks for the kind comment. Megan was in did a character and she enjoyed live to the full. I'm so sorry to hear about your dog, Of course there is a doggy heaven! best wishes to you. Jo


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Mazzy Bolero 4 years ago from the U.K.

I just lost my little dog, too. He also came from a rescue centre and was quite a character. From the photos, it looks as if your little Megan had a happy life with you. The hub is a nice tribute to her - I can just imagine what she was like. I really hope there's a doggy heaven!


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Wayne Adam 4 years ago from Parrish,FL

I feel for your loss and your story is well told in prose and pictures. All the best.


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Thank you Claire, for the kind comment


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clairemy 4 years ago

So sweet and so poignant!


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tobusiness 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K Author

Kamalesh050, Thank you so much for caring, and for the comment and the visit, yes it is very sad but I found writing about it helped, I guess only time will heal. best wishes to you


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Kamalesh050 4 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

Wonderful hub but a very sad one. I couldn't stop my tears as I read. Brilliant pictures. Thank you for sharing.

Voted Up & Awesome. Best Wishes, Kamalesh

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