It has been said that a dog has no soul. The holders of this belief are wrong. If they had met Jake they would understand. Jake not only had a soul he was a gentle soul with unconditional love for all. When I would be feeling low he would come to me and with those big brown eyes as if to say all is well. He loved Frisbee and we would play for hours. He lived to go snow shoeing and hiking in the Rockies. Above all he loved pleasing me and being a companion. Today Jake departed this world and went to a place where the Frisbees never stop flying, the snow shoe trails never end and his food bowl is always full.
I will miss him. God speed Jake