Years ago when my daughter was just a little girl, she was going through some tough times in her life.
Her beloved dog had gotten very sick and died, then she had surgery and was laid up for several weeks, then she found out her best friend was moving away.
It was hard to watch her go through these tough times and not be able to do anything to make it better.
But God knew exactly what she needed.
His name was Jake.
The phone rang one day, and it was my sister-in-law.
She said someone had dumped a young dog near where she worked.
She brought him home with her so he wouldn’t get hit by a car, but she wasn’t able to keep him.
Knowing my daughter was still missing her dog that died, she asked if we wanted to come see him and consider keeping him.
I don’t know what kind of dog I was expecting, but it wasn’t the dog we saw in front of us when we arrived at her house.
My daughter’s previous dog had been a purebred Sheltie that was beautiful.
But the little abandoned dog in front of us …
Well, he had a face only a mother could love. 🙂
He was a freckle-faced mutt that was just a total goofball.
I admit, I was hoping for another beautiful dog, but God had sent Jake instead.
My daughter needed a dog to love, and Jake needed a person to love him.
How could I say “no”?
So Jake came home with us and became a member of our family.
He shed white fur everywhere, chased cars down our gravel road, was constantly underfoot, and rolled in horse manure until he smelled disgusting.
But the thing about Jake …
He was truly the most loyal dog in the world.
I don’t say that lightly, because we’ve had a lot of dogs we’ve loved. But Jake deserved a trophy for loyalty.
When we’d go on walks, Jake would run in front of us, then circle back until we caught up.
When he heard the sound of our car coming down the gravel road, he ran out to greet us.
My daughter took dog obedience classes with him, and Jake took that training to heart.
You could hardly get him to leave your side.
He just wanted to be with people all the time.
He’s lived with us in three different states. He was her goofy little buddy who went camping and fishing with her, and ran alongside when she drove her miniature horse in a cart.
Jake was just Jake.
He was a loyal dog and faithful friend.
Jake passed away yesterday, and we’ll all miss that freckled-faced, shedding little goofball.
Goodbye little buddy. Thank you for all your years of love and loyalty.
Vaya con Dios,