13 years ago, a black lab puppy of 6 weeks old came in to my life. We named him Jax and have had a lifetime of wonderful memories with our pal. For those of you who have had a lab, you will agree that they are the most patient, loyal and loving dogs, not to mention, very smart. That’s exactly the kind of dog that Jax was, even to the end. And, as he lost his battle with cancer, he still managed to put our family first in his list of concerns and cares.
Jax and My Girls
I began to realize that Jax was with me through all of the most important moments of my life. Marrying my wife, having each of my kids, taking over the family courier business, graduating from college, everything. Jax, silently in the background, was a pillar of support, unconditional love and my biggest fan.
Having to bury Jax was probably one of the most miserable experiences that I’ve had in a long time. I still expect him to be waiting for me when I get home, and that hurts the most. The truth is he’s probably the best dog I’ve ever had. He was there for my wife when she needed him. He was always there for me too and has been such a good member of the Donaldson family.
Probably what I miss the most are my talks with him when he would look at me with those big sad eyes and let me know he understood. Not something that you can easily replace. Jax was a great friend and companion and I know someday we will meet again. I will miss you my old friend.
Until Next Time,
Eric
