THE CHESHIRE SET FLYBALL TEAM

Jasper is the starved lurcher who came through our door
Everyone who saw him only loved and adored
Jasper, he was an embarrassment to each and everyone
Food in his beard and blowing raspberries with his bum
He was cheeky, he was naughty and would bury a shoe
And sure he only did it to wind up his Mum and Dad, Ali and Lou.

Jasper had the most beautiful gentle soul. The day we rehomed him as soon as he walked through the front door, he went into the bedroom, jumped up on the bed, curled up in the sun and looked at us to say well that’s it I’m home!

At four and half years old, Jasp suffered a bleed in his spine paralysing his whole back end but, in a week, because he was so determined he was back up on his paws, carrying on as normal running round with all his pals. He never regained the full use of one of his feet (which never bothered him), Jasp in true style used this to his advantage using it as a brake to slow him down to get the ball before the others.

One day, while we were all down on the beach, Grub must have got a whiff of something so took himself off to Asda shopping. We found him on the end of a piece of string after someone had hooked him out of the fruit aisle as he’d opened the automatic doors and toddled in.