Today, March 10, 2008, I sent my beloved greyhound, Jack, to the bridge. He will be sorely missed by my family and the neighborhood children. He was an incredible goofball who even when sick made me laugh every day. I could never load the dishwasher without him running over to rinse the dishes for me. He was this big black dog who scared people who judged him on his color, but he was scared of everyone but me and my family. I only had the pleasure of his company for 14 months, but I think he gave me a lifetime of joy. He's only been gone 2 hours now, and it just feels so empty here. Loading the dishwasher will never be the same.
Goodbye, Jack, I love you to pieces.