happy birthday, jake!
eight years ago i was working in a puppy store. i made many attempts to bring dogs home and many pups stole my heart.
jake had to stay in the back room for 6 months because he had a skin rash and he couldn't be shown to the public. when he finally was able to be put on the floor, he was so timid and shy and i INSTANTLY fell in love. he reminded me of a french bull dog. the whole staff was in love with him. we all had different names for him. fred, winston, duke. i even would tell people that he was sold before i bought him, so he couldn't be shown!
one afternoon my mom came into the store and i put her in a room with jake and closed the door. that was it. i took him home after my shift.
well eight years later, he's not exactly my dog, haha. he's so attached to my mom as my mom is attached to him. she calls him her husband. jake, you're like a little fur ball brother. cheers to you!