Tomorrow we are sending Jake to a higher karma. He’s suffering. I wish he’d get better; but, its unreasonable to think that he will. He was a faithful companion for fourteen years.
So long ago, Tammy and I were supposed to meet at the Cup and Chaucer at the Oxford Book Store in Altanta. So, I’m in the coffee shop and Tam walks in with this adorable little black puppy, so small he fit into the palm of my hand. Loud enough for all to hear, she asks me if we can keep him. You could hear a pin drop. Of course I said yes. He stayed with Tam in Atlanta, moved to Augusta, Charlotte, Gainesville, Asheville, and back to Augusta. He’s been all over the place!
It’s only been these past two weeks that he started to rapidly decline. He was already losing his sight and hearing; now he can’t get around on his own. It seems that it is time. I hate it; but, it must be done.