|Barked: Sun Oct 2, '11 6:55pm PST |
|Jif was a dog at the shelter I volunteer at. But he wasn't just a dog. He was a crazy, goofy, wrecking ball who stole my heart. I could not take him because I live with my parents, and have five dogs already. But if there had been any way, I would have.
Jif was a magical dog. Still is. He LOVED to play. Keep-away was his favorite game on the planet. He absolutely adored being chased. He always won. I could never get him to release a toy from his masive jaws unless I offered him a better toy. Jif would make anything a toy. He would play with buckets, brooms, and even once a full gasoline can (that one he dropped rather quickly, once he punctured a hole in it). And everytime before I took him back into his cage, I would let him jump in the massive shelter toybin and pick out whatever toy he wanted. He would always come out with just one toy too.
He loved water too. He would sit in one of the little kiddie pools and chew on a toy. Sometimes, I would let all the other dogs in, so he would be the only outside. I would open the doors to all the runs, and would gallop into each one, jump in its pool, and then race to the next.
He as a very people oriented dog. He just loved to be by people, and didn't do well alone. If he was left alone outside, he would climb the six foot chain link fence. He would never go out of the shelter property. He just wanted to come inside where the people were.
Except one time, this past week. I wasn't volunteering, but I suspect that someone left him alone in his run. He climbed the fence, ran into the street, and was hit by a truck. He was taken to the vet, but had to be humanely euthanized.
Jif I love you, and miss you. The shelter wasn't the same without you today. I couldn't bring myself to go into the largest run, where you and I would run and play. I tried to save your information card, but someone threw it away. I loved you like my own dog. Heck, I have more pictures of you on my facebook then I do of my actual dogs. Please Jif, know that I tried to find you a home. I really did. And I can't help but think if I had tried harder, or had, at least, been at the shelter that day I could've saved you.
I love you my Jaws, my Tank, my Big Boy, my Beast. There will never be another dog like you on this earth. Rest in peace my Jif. Have fun chewing on the Golden Gate. Go ahead and mark your territory on the rainbow bridge. You can now spend the rest of your days causing destruction and creating mayhem without any limitations.
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