To those of us who are dog lovers and in my age group, around 70, you have probably already experienced several cycles of love and loss.
As painful as the losses are, time passes and the hurt and emptiness is slowly filled by the memory and spirit and life of your beloved dog.
And so, the story of my beloved Jake begins with our trip to the Adam’s County Rescue.
We met several beautiful and sacred creatures that day but none were destined to become my boy.
We did notice a wild looking hyperactive golden-brown lab and hound mix in a small cage. We inquired about him to the staff and were told that he was a feral dog found in the woods. He had no known owner, was already about four years old, and was thought at that time not appropriate for adoption.
There was something about him that sparked our interest and we were told that if he became available for adoption they would call.
A few days later we were contacted and scheduled a visit. To the rescue staff’s surprise this wild dog became a perfect gentleman as he walked calmy by our side.
We signed the papers, he leaped into the car, and we brought Jake to his new home.
As we opened the front door, he promptly ran inside the house and urinated on the white couch. Needless to say, he was not house broken. He would often throughout his life revert back to the wild beast he was.
However, when he came to work with me at the office, he was a gentleman. Without any formal training he knew that he was a therapy dog. Over the course of ten years he performed his job effortlessly and admirably. He could sense those patients who needed him and he would sit or lie down calmly at their feet. He was a source of love and peace for thousands of cancer patients.
As I remember him now, I’m struck by his beauty. His thick golden, loose coat caressed his muscular body like a king’s robe. His dark eyes could penetrate into my soul and bond with me in a manner that was beyond words. He knew me in a deep and primordial way.
At home he would sit at the top of our hill under his tree and look out upon his domain. His posture and expression were one of true nobility.
He was laid to rest on July 24, 2020, but he lives on in the hearts and minds of all who loved him.
When I get to heaven, I look forward to spending more time with my good boy Jake.