Tonight, when you look up, don't think of them as stars, think of them as porch lights that have welcomed your loved one safely home. Jake is home, well and happy, and watched over by angels. Just like my two babies, he knows he will see his Mom and Dad at the bridge someday. To us, it seems like an eternity, but to our furbabies, it's the blink of an eye and a tail wag. May the grace of our Lord bless you always. Blessings to little Bailey, too!