Jake was born in March of 2014 to Ellie and Trouble. He found his way to us in October 2014. The first week we had him he was so depressed. He missed his mama and I hand fed him. I was so very worried.

Through the years he loved his human brothers so much. His girl was his life. I would ask him where his girl was and he would go find her. He met many friends. Fiercely protected his people. And loved unconditionally.

He loved to swim, chase squirrels and chew squeakers out of any toy. He HATED a squeaker.

Jake loved car rides. We could not say the word "ride" so we started spelling it. Jake learned to spell. He knew what RIDE meant. So naturally we started spelling CAR, then VEHICLE. That one he never got.

Jake was a sassy boy. He growled to communicate, argued with me in the kitchen, barked when I fussed at him, and did whatever he wanted. If he was laying anywhere, you stepped over him. Plain and simple. And he loved hugs. He would let you wrap your whole body around him and just love him.

He was the best "girl" dog for his girl. He let her put makeup on him, paint his nails, put crowns on his head, bows in his hair and tutus on his body. He did not care. If she asked him to babysit the dollies, he babysat the dollies. When she called him, he responded every single time.

Jake loved the beach. We went to Jekyll often and let him swim. I had to keep him in a leash because I know he would have swam to Africa.

The last 2 years his body became tired and he slowed down. He no longer ran after squirrels. He no longer could climb in our beds. He could not longer climb into the car. He was getting old. And we all adjusted with him.

But every single night he was in the floor in his girls room until she fell asleep. Even his last night with us, his body so tired and frail, he followed me to put his girl to bed.

Our hearts are truly broken. He was the very goodest bestest boy.