Jazz in America Page 1 "loving and affectionate dog" ― 2013/05/23
by sandwich " my memories of Jazz in America"
英語だよ全員集合！
英語が好きな人と犬が好きな人に読んでもらえたらいいな :-)
Jazz lived in America from around June 20, 2012 until March 25, 2013.
Jazz died sleeping on our futon couch in our apartment in Haverhill.
I found him at 6:30 in the morning.
He was fine the whole day before and always and his sudden death
came as a really big shock to Rice ball and me.
Jazz was in the habit of waiting for me to get home from work.
I think he would wait near the door sometimes or he would come from
sleeping on the couch when he heard me come in the door.
From a few months ago we got into the habit of playing for 5 minutes right when
I got home after changing my clothes and before dinner. Jazz would get a toy in his mouth and I would pull on it and he would growl.
If he let go I would throw the toy into Rice ball's room (our 2nd bedroom) and Jazz
would get it and bring in back. He would usually lie down a few feet away and start chewing on it. I would pet him and kiss him on the head and sometimes pull on the toy again and throw it again.
He was so funny when he would lay on the ground all spread out and
I would pull the toy and Jazz would slide along the rug holding it in his mouth.
Rice ball and I would laugh and laugh when he would do this.
Then a few weeks ago, maybe a month or so, Jazz got into the habit of
immediately going to drink his water when I came home. He would come to the door, see me, and then go drink his water. It was a strange habit. Then after we would play. He expected to play with me when I got home from work.
Another thing I loved is that Jazz got into the habit of waiting by my closed bedroom door on the weekends. Rice ball would get up usually before 7am to walk and feed him and I would sleep later till 7:30 or 8am or later. Jazz would always jump on me when I came out of the bedroom in the morning on weekends. He was always waiting to see me!
Jazz really slept most of the time. He would sleep on our futon couch in the living room in Haverhill. We tried to have him sleep only in his corner most of the time and he was usually good about going to his corner.
But when Rice ball and I sat on the other end of the couch he would usually jump up and lay down between us. We watched many DVDs in the evening with Jazz laying between us. Jazz would often snuggle into us as he curled up next to us on the couch. He would lay his body against us or push his head under our arm or put his head on us as he curled up beside us. Or sometimes lie half on us and half on the couch.
Jazz and Rice ball slept on our couch together sometimes. They did this in Japan too. And, Rice ball could really fall asleep with Jazz laying next to her or with her arms around him. When I laid down to read on our couch in Haverhill, and also in Japan, sometimes Jazz would jump up to lay
next to me. He sometimes tried to squeeze into a spot between me and the couch. He would also try to squeeze behind us sometimes when we were just sitting on the couch. He just liked to snuggle close.
He really was a very loving and affectionate dog.
英語だよ全員集合！
英語が好きな人と犬が好きな人に読んでもらえたらいいな :-)
Jazz lived in America from around June 20, 2012 until March 25, 2013.
Jazz died sleeping on our futon couch in our apartment in Haverhill.
I found him at 6:30 in the morning.
He was fine the whole day before and always and his sudden death
came as a really big shock to Rice ball and me.
Jazz was in the habit of waiting for me to get home from work.
I think he would wait near the door sometimes or he would come from
sleeping on the couch when he heard me come in the door.
From a few months ago we got into the habit of playing for 5 minutes right when
I got home after changing my clothes and before dinner. Jazz would get a toy in his mouth and I would pull on it and he would growl.
If he let go I would throw the toy into Rice ball's room (our 2nd bedroom) and Jazz
would get it and bring in back. He would usually lie down a few feet away and start chewing on it. I would pet him and kiss him on the head and sometimes pull on the toy again and throw it again.
He was so funny when he would lay on the ground all spread out and
I would pull the toy and Jazz would slide along the rug holding it in his mouth.
Rice ball and I would laugh and laugh when he would do this.
Then a few weeks ago, maybe a month or so, Jazz got into the habit of
immediately going to drink his water when I came home. He would come to the door, see me, and then go drink his water. It was a strange habit. Then after we would play. He expected to play with me when I got home from work.
Another thing I loved is that Jazz got into the habit of waiting by my closed bedroom door on the weekends. Rice ball would get up usually before 7am to walk and feed him and I would sleep later till 7:30 or 8am or later. Jazz would always jump on me when I came out of the bedroom in the morning on weekends. He was always waiting to see me!
Jazz really slept most of the time. He would sleep on our futon couch in the living room in Haverhill. We tried to have him sleep only in his corner most of the time and he was usually good about going to his corner.
But when Rice ball and I sat on the other end of the couch he would usually jump up and lay down between us. We watched many DVDs in the evening with Jazz laying between us. Jazz would often snuggle into us as he curled up next to us on the couch. He would lay his body against us or push his head under our arm or put his head on us as he curled up beside us. Or sometimes lie half on us and half on the couch.
Jazz and Rice ball slept on our couch together sometimes. They did this in Japan too. And, Rice ball could really fall asleep with Jazz laying next to her or with her arms around him. When I laid down to read on our couch in Haverhill, and also in Japan, sometimes Jazz would jump up to lay
next to me. He sometimes tried to squeeze into a spot between me and the couch. He would also try to squeeze behind us sometimes when we were just sitting on the couch. He just liked to snuggle close.
He really was a very loving and affectionate dog.
Jazz in America Page 2 ― 2013/05/23
by sandwich " my memories of Jazz in America"
英語だよ全員集合！
We also had a double futon folded on the floor in the second bedroom, Rice ball's room. Jazz would often sleep on this low futon and stay with Rice ball if she was in her room using the computer at night even if I was in the living room (with the futon couch) using my computer. Jazz alternated between mostly sleeping on one of these two futons/couches in our apartment depending at least sometimes on where Rice ball and I were.
Jazz loved to lay in the sun during the day. He did this in Japan too. So he usually stayed on the carpet (not futon) in Rice ball's room in our apartment and would move around to get the sun through the big windows in that bedroom as the sunny spots shifted in the course of the day. He would often come into the living room to be with one of us only after he was done laying in the sun.
Jazz did not like the rain this was true in Japan too. But in America he got a lot of snow his first and only winter here. And he did not like the snow either. It was cold and he could not easily do his number 2 with so much snow on the ground.
Jazz was really such a good dog. He had a really nice disposition. He was quiet. He would only bark if someone came to the door. He did not cause trouble or make messes really. I think in 8 months in our apartment in Haverhill he only had one or two pee pee or number 2 accidents. Several times he stayed for 8 hours alone and did not go to the bathroom.
He did like to check the wastebaskets in the bathroom or the paper and plastic waste in the kitchen when we were gone for a long time. He did this in Japan too. And Rice ball always scolded him. He knew that he did a bad thing and he would hide behind my legs when we came home. Rice ball would make him come in the bathroom and show him the spilled wastebasket. She would say "gomennasai wa" and he would crawl to her and kiss her to say he was sorry. Then she would tap him on the head and say "finished". It was kind of his job to check the waste baskets because he is a dog.
Jazz drooled sometimes and he liked to lick us sometimes. Rice ball was ok with Jazz licking her on the face but I did not like it too much. It smelled bad a little and I always would wash after. Because of his drooling and licking I called him "slobber face" and "slobber dog".
Jazz liked to go in the car and if we were getting things ready to go to mom's and bringing many different things Jazz would get excited and he knew that something was happening. Sometimes he would sit by our pile of things by the door as if to say "don't forget me". He always was good in the car. He would usually sleep or sit in the back seat. Once he seemed to know where we were going he would relax and just lay down. I think he liked to go to mom's house. We told Jazz it was his Grandma.
Jazz did, however, get nervous when we both left the car and left him, like at a rest stop going to mom's or to run into a store. He would also be nervous if just Rice ball left even if I stayed in the car. He would whine and jump around and he would usually jump into the front seat when we left him alone in the car.
Jazz was clever and also sensitive. He would know if Rice ball or I were sick or not feeling good or staying in bed during the day because something was not ok with us. He would come and be by us even though he did not usually come in or stay in our bedroom. Rice ball always said that Jazz was worrying about us. Jazz also would be upset if we were arguing or, in Japan, if Rice ball and her mom argued Jazz would come and stand by me as if for reassurance that everything was still ok.
英語だよ全員集合！
We also had a double futon folded on the floor in the second bedroom, Rice ball's room. Jazz would often sleep on this low futon and stay with Rice ball if she was in her room using the computer at night even if I was in the living room (with the futon couch) using my computer. Jazz alternated between mostly sleeping on one of these two futons/couches in our apartment depending at least sometimes on where Rice ball and I were.
Jazz loved to lay in the sun during the day. He did this in Japan too. So he usually stayed on the carpet (not futon) in Rice ball's room in our apartment and would move around to get the sun through the big windows in that bedroom as the sunny spots shifted in the course of the day. He would often come into the living room to be with one of us only after he was done laying in the sun.
Jazz did not like the rain this was true in Japan too. But in America he got a lot of snow his first and only winter here. And he did not like the snow either. It was cold and he could not easily do his number 2 with so much snow on the ground.
Jazz was really such a good dog. He had a really nice disposition. He was quiet. He would only bark if someone came to the door. He did not cause trouble or make messes really. I think in 8 months in our apartment in Haverhill he only had one or two pee pee or number 2 accidents. Several times he stayed for 8 hours alone and did not go to the bathroom.
He did like to check the wastebaskets in the bathroom or the paper and plastic waste in the kitchen when we were gone for a long time. He did this in Japan too. And Rice ball always scolded him. He knew that he did a bad thing and he would hide behind my legs when we came home. Rice ball would make him come in the bathroom and show him the spilled wastebasket. She would say "gomennasai wa" and he would crawl to her and kiss her to say he was sorry. Then she would tap him on the head and say "finished". It was kind of his job to check the waste baskets because he is a dog.
Jazz drooled sometimes and he liked to lick us sometimes. Rice ball was ok with Jazz licking her on the face but I did not like it too much. It smelled bad a little and I always would wash after. Because of his drooling and licking I called him "slobber face" and "slobber dog".
Jazz liked to go in the car and if we were getting things ready to go to mom's and bringing many different things Jazz would get excited and he knew that something was happening. Sometimes he would sit by our pile of things by the door as if to say "don't forget me". He always was good in the car. He would usually sleep or sit in the back seat. Once he seemed to know where we were going he would relax and just lay down. I think he liked to go to mom's house. We told Jazz it was his Grandma.
Jazz did, however, get nervous when we both left the car and left him, like at a rest stop going to mom's or to run into a store. He would also be nervous if just Rice ball left even if I stayed in the car. He would whine and jump around and he would usually jump into the front seat when we left him alone in the car.
Jazz was clever and also sensitive. He would know if Rice ball or I were sick or not feeling good or staying in bed during the day because something was not ok with us. He would come and be by us even though he did not usually come in or stay in our bedroom. Rice ball always said that Jazz was worrying about us. Jazz also would be upset if we were arguing or, in Japan, if Rice ball and her mom argued Jazz would come and stand by me as if for reassurance that everything was still ok.
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