I used to suffer with a lot of things, until I got reminded of the dog grew up with!
See, he would love you for your crisps, but have your hand off if you touched his stick, yet he wants you to throw it so he could swim, even rescue ones he\'d see!
He would chase anything moving down the streets, skating with him was like holding a rocket, nothing was ever to much for this amazing ball of scruff!
Even when he\'s pack was highly unstable, he\'d just go and hide ready to come back wagging he\'s tale. With only memories in his muscles, he\'s body would move differently to each member he knew, no matter what, he always knew what to do.
Most chances he\'d get, he\'d be out the door looking to seach for more! Each time he was found and still came back to give us all the love that he had, although the truth I know now is if he did have a choice he would of done what I did.
Jumping out of window and never look back, searching for more down my own winding track with spirit of buddy boy, Jack! a terrier warrior that takes no crap, hidden out of the way but yet having an impact.
For deep inside all I want is keep that tail wagging the same and not have the fear to hide, knowing there is always something more to life