Janice Williams Loves Austin And sometimes I write about it.

April 5, 2011


Filed under: Family — Janice @ 10:46 pm

All of my family is very sad today. We’ve lost a very special little guy that I’ve probably never even written about. Jules is my sister’s dog and has been her faithful companion for 15 years. He was a birthday gift to her when he was the tiniest little puppy. He is a West Highland Terrier and is just the cutest little dog. Even at 15, he just seemed to be all puppy. Still exuberant and happy to greet us and happy to bring every toy he owned over to show us.

At 15, Jules had become deaf and was having more difficulties with daily life, but he wasn’t really sick. But Mackie wrote me at 2 a.m. last night that he seemed to be having trouble breathing and was very weak. She took him to the vet this morning and there was nothing that could be done. He certainly could have had emergency treatments or suffered for a few more days, but the kind and compassionate thing was to let him go and let him be out of his pain. I know it is the hardest thing Mackie has ever had to do.

Jules is the only dog the boys have ever had. They were  6 and 8 when he came along to teach them about taking care of a pet and having a friend always close at hand. I know they will be sad over this loss, but they are both growing up, moving on, and their lives are changing already. I feel sorry for poor Mackie who has become very accustomed to that click-click-click of his little nails on their hardwood floors and the way he would ring a string of bells on the back door when he was ready to go outside and his soft little woof when he wanted back in (sometimes over and over and over!).

Jules stayed at our house when we lived in Carrollton once or maybe twice, but he was a visitor often. When we moved to Austin he visited a time or two and then we got Nathan Jr. I expected the visits would continue and that Nathan might take one swipe at Jules and then they would be friends. But Nathan took one look at Jules and ran SIDEWAYS around the walls of our living room, breaking every thing in his path, in an effort to escape Jules. That was Jules last visit to our house here and I hated that. I liked having him greet me when I got up. There were times I stayed at Mother’s and Daddy’s and he would be staying there with them while Mackie’s family was out of town. He was happy to sleep right by the bed and if you stirred, he would sit up, sometimes putting his paws up on the bed to make sure all was well.

He loved to chase the squirrels in the backyard, take a sip from the swimming pool, and then trot back around to the back door. He liked to be all clean and groomed and didn’t even mind the sissy bejeweled collar that Mackie put on him that we all teased her about. And he would growl the most ferocious, deep-in-his-chest growl if you held him a certain way, but it was all show. He just tried to be a tough guy, but he was the sweetest of little puppy dogs.

Julesy will be missed by the family, me and Mark and my mother included, and missed by the boys’ friends and Mackie’s friends. Going through the death of a pet is a very hard thing to go through, but it is a small price to pay for the love and companionship over the years.

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  1. I was doing pretty well today until I read this! You captured so many sweet memories of my sweet puppy. It’s pretty lonely around here. Every time I stand up, I stop to be sure I’m not going to step on Jules (who was always at my feet)…then realize he’s not there. Or I (think I) hear those bells ringing…so I almost rise to open the door for him. He’s not there either. But he will always be in our hearts. We were pretty lucky to have had him for 15 years. Thanks for writing about him. I know you and Mark loved him too. (Although you didn’t write the memories I have of Mark and Jules. Like Mark humming the beginning of “Old time Rock and Roll”….duh duh duh duh duhduhduhduhhhn…and pushing Jules out from behind a chair, sliding him across the wood floor. Or the time Jules kept hiding behind me at your house. I was so confused…that was not like Jules to do that! Then I realized when he got close to Mark that Mark was batting at him…gently!…with a pillow. Jules finally had enough and just peed aaaalllll over your white carpet. I just howled.)

    Comment by Mackie — April 6, 2011 @ 11:01 pm

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