Our little
puppy is turning one this Sunday. We have had him around 10 months and he is now one of the family - like he has always been with us. The day we brought him home he fit in my two hands. He is not a large dog by any means but compared to what he was - it's quite a change. His snobby AKC registered name is 'Our Hero Jake'. It comes from letters from everyone name in our immediately family (although the 'J' in Jake caused us to go to my middle name). Jake, as he goes by, is my second dog. When I was a boy I had a beagle/basset hound name Henry. He was a great dog, but short on common sense. Of course, much of his day was controlled by scents through his nose. We lived out in the country and when he was let outside he would run as fast as he could, body flat to the ground and his ears flapping along sided him as he bayed at whatever scent caught his attention and no matter how loudly I called after him, his one track mind was off to the races. I guess as a kid I didn't mind or notice his natural odor, but now as an adult, I see what my mother complained about when it came to Henry. After a few weeks Jake gets pretty ripe. As cute as he is when he gets up in your face when he hasn't seen you all day and breathes his dragon breathe on you, it's any wonder we have domestic pets at all. But we would not trade Jake for anything. He is apart of the family for good. We also have two cats. Anyone want one?
Our little 
puppy is turning one this Sunday. We have had him around 10 months and he is now one of the family - like he has always been with us. The day we brought him home he fit in my two hands. He is not a large dog by any means but compared to what he was - it's quite a change. His snobby AKC registered name is 'Our Hero Jake'. It comes from letters from everyone name in our immediately family (although the 'J' in Jake caused us to go to my middle name). Jake, as he goes by, is my second dog. When I was a boy I had a beagle/basset hound name Henry. He was a great dog, but short on common sense. Of course, much of his day was controlled by scents through his nose. We lived out in the country and when he was let outside he would run as fast as he could, body flat to the ground and his ears flapping along sided him as he bayed at whatever scent caught his attention and no matter how loudly I called after him, his one track mind was off to the races. I guess as a kid I didn't mind or notice his natural odor, but now as an adult, I see what my mother complained about when it came to Henry. After a few weeks Jake gets pretty ripe. As cute as he is when he gets up in your face when he hasn't seen you all day and breathes his dragon breathe on you, it's any wonder we have domestic pets at all. But we would not trade Jake for anything. He is apart of the family for good. We also have two cats. Anyone want one?
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