in loving memory / for my Jake.

A few days ago, I lost my sweet dog Jake. He was 17. We had him for his entire life, me at the age of 9, my sister 13, both of us excited for this tiny little puppy that would fit into our hands. We had no clue, then, the impact that tiny puppy would have on our lives. At 26 now, I don’t remember a life without him in it.

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