1993 – July 22, 2009
Stuff about Jesse…
16 years old
Male, lab mix. I rescued him from a shelter in Rockford, IL. He was a puppy, estimated 6-9 months old.
He went everywhere with me. Church. People’s houses. Bible studies. Pastor’s meetings. He would lay quietly, or gently greet people when they came in. I often had people say how peaceful Jesse’s presence made them feel. He was a gentle spirit.
Jesse, in his prime, could sit, stay, down, come, heel, bang, roll over, wait, and speak. He was trained to bark when my hand was open, and keep barking till I closed my hand. I would have the neighborhood kids give him a simple math problem… “Jesse! What’s 7-4?” He would bark 3 times and stop… and the kids never figured out the hand signal.
Jesse was my running partner in the woods. When Margi and I ran together, he’d take off after deer, and be gone for 30-40 minutes, and come back to get us. He also loved canoeing with us, and would squeeze next to Margi in the front of the canoe… hanging out over the prow. “I’m the king of the world.”
He brought a rat into my house, and ate it on my bed.
He was skunked four times.
He could jump over the 4-foot tall chain-link fence between my house and my neighbor. He played with his girlfriend, April the Mutt, there.
He was very sweet, and gentle, and smart and beautiful. I already miss him. I am sad today.
Any nice Jesse stories?