We got her as a teeny, tiny pup.
The Long-Suffering Wife had a friend who had a litter of puppies to give away.
We went to see them and found this one – the trouble maker!
The one always nibbling at my shoelaces and trying to kill me.
Of course we took her.
She was not always the most dignified of puppies as she grew.
But she got to be beautiful as the brown and tan colors came out.
She was a jumper, so if you left her in the back yard and went to work, she would often meet you when you drove up, ears back because she knew she was in trouble.
She had a couple of memorable run ins with skunks.
When she was young, the ball was her most prized possession.
She only let us use the kitchen. It was her domain because that’s where all the food is, and she knew that all the food was really hers.
She was as cool as the other side of the sheets.
She could be a happy, holiday dog…
…if you didn’t destroy her pride by making her wear these stupid looking antlers.
She was always on the lookout for the dreaded, “Squirrel!!”
The front yard was her domain, where she would sit and survey the passing world for hours.
Toward the end, she was getting very gimpy, having some serious mobility issues.
The bathroom floor was one of her favorite places to sleep, because it was cool on her belly.
She would gnaw on a bone any time – she was vicious to the bones (and the ball), but gentle to everything else.
Front yard domain, in front of “the rock” where I would sit with her.
Sleeping on carpet was acceptable if the air was cooler.
If not, sleeping in the dirt or on the back patio would work just fine.
In her later years, while I was unemployed and home most days, she would lie under my desk next to me for hours on end. I always thought she knew here time was near and she didn’t want to be alone if/when it ran out.
Jessie The Pup was a most excellent dog, the most spoiled rotten & pampered dog in at least Los Angeles, probably the world. She was smart, vocal, and had a bit of an attitude if she didn’t get what she wanted.
Jessie, the Pupster Beast, was a wonderful companion. We love her and are going to miss her.
Sleep tight, big girl. Say hello to the Lucky Puppy for us.