Here is Jake last month standing up to one of the neighborhood bullies while we were on one of our morning walks. That was one mean cat. The pig was the referee. That pig did a poor job. That cat attacked before the bell rang. Jake had lost his left eye as a pup and could only see out the right side. He never let that slow him down.
He was always ready for a treat because he was a good boy.
Goodbye Jake, you were a proud dog. All the kids in the neighborhood wanted to pet the puppy.
In memory of Jake, he was a good dog: The Pirates of the Mississippi sing "Feed Jake".