Hazel died earlier today.

At 2:25am Pacific Daylight Time to be precise.

Jean and I were awoken around 2:15am to the sounds of Hazel having some trouble breathing.

We both were instantly out of bed and comforting her.

A little later she stopped breathing and then her heart ceased to beat. It was 2:25.

There has been so much interest and concern over her from you all that I wanted to post this without delay. We will be arranging to have the exact cause of death determined so that, too, may be shared with you all.

I will also write up an eulogy to be published in a few days time.

Thank you, dear friends.

48 thoughts on “Hazel died earlier today.

      1. Well, it had the good effect to teach me something about myself: I was unable to think for a second or two, as it tried to apprehend the horror.

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  1. Sorry for your loss seems inadequate when sending condolences but, I am. It is as wrenching as any family member’s death. Brady

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    1. She was, indeed, a very beautiful dog. I’m going to try very hard when I publish a eulogy for Hazel to find the words that do accurately demonstrate what Hazel meant to me and Jean, and that’s not intended to diminish the value of what you said in the slightest. Thank you.

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  2. So sorry to hear Hazel has left us Paul, but comforting to know that she died at home with you and Jean right by her side. My heart breaks for you both. Healing prayers sent your way.
    Thank you for letting us know, I know how hard that must have been for you to write.

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    1. Dearest Barb. As it turned out writing the words was so much easier than explaining to so many people earlier on today that Hazel had died this morning. Jean and I have shed many tears these last few hours. (As an example, I had to go into our local bank this morning and was asked how I was and choked up in tears to the point that two of the bank tellers came round to my side and gave me a hug!) So many kind people.

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      1. I have walked in your shoes Paul; when I lost my last dog, a Lhasa Apso, I couldn’t talk about losing her; it was easier to write about losing her.
        The tellers at the bank were lovely, they felt your pain and showed you compassion. People can be very kind. Time does heal but we never forget our fur babies. My heart goes out to you and Jean.

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  3. “We who choose to surround ourselves
    with lives even more temporary than our
    own, live within a fragile circle;
    easily and often breached.
    Unable to accept its awful gaps,
    we would still live no other way.
    We cherish memory as the only
    certain immortality, never fully
    understanding the necessary plan.”
    – Irving Townsend

    Paul and Jean, From across the other side of the world, my sincere condolences to you both. RIP sweet Hazel.

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  4. Oh Paul and Jean, I feel for you both. She was such a special girl. How comforting that you were there for her in her passing.
    She will live on forever in your hearts.
    Gentle hugs
    xo

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    1. Val, being with her at the end, stroking her head as her life forces ebbed away reinforced a bond between us since that moment we found her outside Jean’s house in Mexico in 2009; a poor lost mother dog who had been cast adrift from her pups. Hazel loved us from that moment and, in turn, we loved her back immediately. What we learn from our dogs!

      Thank you so much.

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  5. I’m very sorry to hear of Hazel’s passing. The photo of her is gorgeous. I’m so glad you and Jean were able to be by her side as she left this physical plane; that’s such a wonderful and important thing. Love & blessings, Sam

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    1. Sam, another beautiful thought. Thank you. If you drop by this place over the weekend you will read my eulogy for Hazel and Sunday’s Picture Parade will be devoted to photos of her.

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  6. Dear Paul and Jean, I admire your ability to love and let go of dog after dog in your family.
    Grief often opens our hearts, if we let it in (or out).
    By hurrying through grief, we think we will race through it, but if we pay attention we learn to find a deep aliveness and willingness to live in each & every moment.

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