I will admit this is a really bad picture of Jack, but it's the first picture I took of him. He is wearing an overly large harness that I had for my cat. It was just about this time of day, 9 years ago today. We planned on going into town for a late supper that night. I saw this dark patch of road move. We stopped and rescued the saddest, skinniest, pathetic little puppy. We came back to the house and he's moved in, to our hearts as well as our beds. He had been eating twigs and leaves - evidenced in his loose stools for a couple of days. There is a saying that says - "I wouldn't trade him for nothing" and it's true.
oh, sweet, sweet rescued boy!
ReplyDeleteI don't know where the time has gone, I can hardly believe he's 9!
ReplyDeleteHappy Rescue Day Jack...How lucky you are!
ReplyDeleteJack's name should be lucky to have found you and you him. Bless his heart!
ReplyDeleteDH wanted to call him Oscar ...
ReplyDeleteSo I named him Jack right then!
Awwwww what a darling little thing he was. How very lucky you saw him. A match made in heaven xx
ReplyDeletePoor little Jack. How glad I am that he was found. He has found is way into my heart as well.
ReplyDeleteThat is one of the the sweetest stories ever!! Sorry I'm late... but happy bark day Jack! You are one lucky dog ;-)
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