17 years ago the most loving, caring, selfless, beautiful dog named jack came into my life. I was 6 years old, and my dad had surprised me and my sister. Jack was a family member, he was always there for everyone. Through the good and the bad the one thing I could always count on to make me smile was Jack. I hope he knew how much he was loved, I would always tell him but wonder if he knew. Now that my sweet love has passed on the family is having a hard time dealing with it. I always tried to prepare myself for this day as it is inevitable, but the deep sorrow that I feel isn't something you can ever prepare yourself for. I hope that my sweet Jack is running around up in heaven with all of his dog friends, eating whatever he wants and that he is pain free and happy. He will always have a truly special spot in my heart.