This brought me into the picture on Wednesday when I was asked by the rescue if we had room for him. The owner was getting ready to go out of town, so a quick decision had to be made. Where Jake lived was practically around the corner from my office, so using that flimsy reason to justify taking him in, I agreed and picked him up after work. I felt very sad for the owner and we both cried as she said good-bye to him. I didn't tell her that I was the one who would be caring for Jake, but I did promise to let her know how he was doing.
|~The trouble maker~|
Even with Todd out of the picture, Jake continued to be a nervous wreck. His entire 13 years of life had been turned upside down. He paced, panted and had several accidents. Jake had always lived as an only dog, walking on wood floors and not being allowed in the kitchen and never having to do steps. Our house is full of area rugs, dogs and he has to walk through the kitchen to get outside and down two steps. You can see why he was so upset and confused about what was happening to him.