Wessex was notorious for his bad behavior towards visitors to the Hardy home, as one dinner guest recorded in a letter:
Wessex was especially uninhibited at dinner time, most of which he spent not under, but on, the table, walking about unchecked, and contesting every single forkful of food on its way from my plate to my mouth.
Thomas Hardy's notebook recorded the dog's passing in 1926 thusly:
"Wx buried" and "Wx sleeps outside the house for the first time for 13 years".
Wessex's Headstone reads:
THE
FAMOUS DOG
WESSEX
August 1913 – 27 Dec 1926
Faithful. Unflinching
Hardy's wife Florence also recorded her affection for Wessex in a letter to a friend:
Of course he was merely a dog, and not a good dog always, but thousands (actually thousands) of afternoons and evenings I would have been alone but for him, and had always him to speak to. But I mustn't write about him and I hope no one will ask me about him or mention his name.
Hardy wrote this poem about Wessex in 1924:
A Popular Personage at Home
"I LIVE here : 'Wessex' is my name:
I am a dog known rather well:
I guard the house but how that came
To be my whim I cannot tell.
"With a leap and a heart elate I go
At the end of an hour's expectancy
To take a walk of a mile or so
With the folk I let live here with me.
" Along the path, amid the grass
I sniff, and find out rarest smells
For rolling over as I pass
The open fields toward the dells.
" No doubt I shall always cross this sill,
And turn the corner, and stand steady,
Gazing back for my Mistress till
She reaches where I have run already,
" And that this meadow with its brook,
And bulrush, even as it appears
As I plunge by with hasty look,
Will stay the same a thousand years."
Thus "Wessex." But a dubious ray
At times informs his steadfast eye,
Just for a trice, as though to say,
" Yet, will this pass, and pass shall I?"
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