Digby - My Darling Boy
Digby deserves a memorial because he was the most enthusiastic, amusing, joyful dog, who enjoyed life to the full. He made me smile a hundred times a day - just watching his back legs go up and down like a sewing machine, throwing a ball and waiting for his tireless return, seeing him run at full speed across a field and, best of all, watching him play with Eric, the cat.
Despite all that enthusiasm, Digby had a careful, gentle side and was never clumsy. Tiptoed through my flowerbeds, shook himself to order and never scratched a door or damaged anything in the house that wasn't his. But he knew what were his own toys and had fun "dismantling" them! He was handsome and talented and I was so very proud of him.
We only had three years together and I thought I would see him grow old, but now I never will.
I never had kids; never really wanted any, but Digby was "my darling boy" and my life will be dull without him.