this is my dog.. his name is Jack. He’s 11 years old.
He is the brother I never had. We fight like brother and sister. He knows when I am sad, and like any brother, tries to make me feel better the best way a dog can. He is my companion. My friend. My family.
Today Jack and I are suffering severe allergies. We are not to thrilled about it.
Spring has Sprung I guess.