Dedication to Jake
                                                               Jake, my Service Dog

Most people in the San Diego area already know that Jake passed away on May 6, 2008.  It was a shock
since he was still very young for a Sheltie.  He would have been 10 on May 26th, 2008.


































I am unable to write back to all the people who sent me cards, made donations to TNA in Jake’s name, to
the Helen Woodward Center here in Encinitas and e-mails sending their thought and prayers, so I will do
it here in the Newsletter so that it won’t be to rough on me.  I cry every time I talk about it.  Thank you to
all who really care and appreciated Jake.  I know that many of you will miss Jake as much as I do.

We don't know what happened exactly to Jake and I was not able to afford a Necropsy. He was so
devoted to his work for me that he never complained about anything. You could step on his foot by
accident and he would never yelp. One day our choir director was stepping on the front part of Jake's paw
and he looked up at me as to say, "tell her to get off my foot!!!"

On that Sunday evening I had taken Jake to for a 2 mile walk.  When we came home he went straight into
his crate. When I tried to feed him, he didn't want anything to do with it. So, I just let him go and when
my timer went off for me to take my medicine, Jake never came out of the crate.

I went over to the crate and pulled Jake out. His head went backwards so I had to hold it up and when he
was in my lap I was snapping my fingers all around his head. He looked like he had had a stroke. That's
when I immediately took him in to California Vet Specialty.

They did an x-ray of his lungs and they were full of fluid. He had double pneumonia. I was just sick. They
put him into an oxygen tank and on Monday he was standing up and I thought things were going to be ok.
But I got a frantic call Tuesday morning that Jake's heart had stopped and they brought him back. A
friend took me out there and they called me again saying that he was going and what did I want them to
do.

I just kept saying that I'm almost there. As soon as I came in and Jake heard my voice his heart beat
slowed down because he knew I was there. The doctor asked if I wanted her to give him a shot and I said
yes. There was no thinking about that. I didn't want to have Jake suffer in anymore.

After he passed away I laid with him for 4 hours.  My best friend was gone.

I knew that I needed a dog and luckily my daughters dog here with me so that I wouldn’t do anything
foolish.  Three days later I had to have a new dog.  I cannot live without one.  I demanded from God that
He was to put dog into my lap since He took Jake away from me.  He listened and Mollie plopped right in
my lap when I was sitting on the ground.









                                                             
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Jake was all work and no play.  I had to make up
things for him to do in order for him to run around
and let people know that he knew how act like a
dog and knew how to act like one.  One of his
favorite things to do was for me to go to the front
door and act all excited that the mail man was here.
 Jake would bounce off the bed and run out the
door downed the sidewalk then come back to me
to let me know he was coming!!
If I wasn't in bed, Jake's favorite place to
sleep was on MY side of the bed.  He
knew that his side was the side with just
the sheet on it.  That was to try and keep
all his flying fur on one side.  That never
happened!!
Jake would never play with a toy of
any kind, on use them as pillows if
they were soft.
I use to call him Mr. Beautiful.  
When I first got Jake I should have
changed his name immediately.
Here's Mollie and she is in
training.  She is 4 years old and
will not leave my side.  I now
need a picture of her and I
together.