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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.