Seven years ago today a certain furry friend came into my life. I had found him online at a nearby animal control and with some help from my friend Mary Ann, Jaksen Apollo was entrusted to my care.
Because we are together everyday it's easy to forget that those early days were trying at times. Jak had a lot of energy, he'd been in a pen at animal control for two weeks and he would also sit and bark at me for reasons I didn't understand. In addition, I cried off and on for the first few days because although I didn't feel like I was replacing my dog Clyde (who's battle with cancer had ended six month prior to getting Jak), having another dog was filling that hole that Clyde left and I had to process that.
Clyde was my serious dog. I had him throughout my 20's and I feel like his personality was representative of where I was in my life during those years. Jak arrived shortly before my 30th birthday and I decided early on that his sunny disposition should represent my 30's. And I do think these 7 years have been lighter for me than my 20's ever were, although I'm not sure I will ever have as much personality as Jak. Like just yesterday when he found something edible (in his mind) on the beach and I had to wrestle it out of his mouth. The look he gave me said it all. I don't call him Stink Eye McGee for nothing.
Tomorrow is Jak's official birthday. After having him for a whole 12 hours I called the animal hospital to make an appointment to have him neutered. Because he was a stray and there was no way of knowing his actual birthday, the day I initiated contact about him was put as his birthday by the vet's office. He was estimated to be about two years old when I got him so tomorrow we will celebrate his 9th birthday.
Jak blesses my world everyday. I can't imagine having made this move without his companionship. He's my motivation to get out everyday, he's my much needed laugh at times and he's my lovey dovey sleeping on my feet at other times. Currently he has his head out the front door while he waits in hope that I will get up and open the box of cereal. (He gets the frosted mini wheats that don't have frosting.) Thanks again Mary Ann for helping to unite us. He's a good friend.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
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