I got Jake, a Jack Russell Terrior, when an old man was giving him away
at the grocery store because he couldn't stand to see his sister mistreat
the dog any longer.
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Well, I brought Jake home a found out right away he had some definite
fear problems. He didn't like his ears or feet touched,
would have extreme anxiety attacks and start shaking all over, and his eyes
seemed to have this haze over them. Over the next year we worked with Jake,
along with our other dog Sam and our cat Tigger, to try and bring him some
happiness. Then one day, he suddenly just seemed to understand, and
the hazy film over his eyes was gone and he just started having the best
time of his life. For the next five years he brought more joy and
happiness to me and my husband than I could have imagined. He was a
jokester, a thief (of Sam's bones).
Unfortunately, last December Jake started
having shortness of breath and when I took him into the vet he was diagnosed
with cancer. Jake passed away on February 10, 2007. I feel
grateful to have had such a loving dog and to have made what little time we
had together as happy as possible. Jake will always be loved
and is still very much missed.