Jake woke us up at 6:30 this morning and when I let him outside he could not get up to get back in. I had to carry him. Apparently he had some type of stroke during the night. Dick and I have made the decision to have him put to sleep. We have contacted the children and made them aware of what is going on. They understand and agree. Jake is 15 years old. He is a Lab/Shephard mix that was rescued from a groomer. He is absolutely the best dog that I have ever had.
From the first day that he was in this house I was sure that he was my Dad reincarnated. When I was cooking he was not only under my feet, he had his nose on the counter checking to see what I was doing, but, he never took one thing off of the counters. He was well behaved in every way you could imagine.
He has been a proud, well loved and respected member of this family. I have been heard to remark that I would sooner loose my husband than to loose Jake. He will be missed for years to come. When God made this one he made a jewel.