Spec (“Spitfire Spec of Trouble”), Jack’s best friend, crossed over the rainbow bridge on Wednesday. He lived 17 awesome years. Gratitude for Spec and sorrow for his empty place fill our hearts.
For Spec You still chase bunnies in your sleep Tracking, barking, leaping Master of the back yard You still jump in the air when it’s time to eat Letting me know that you know When supper time is here But then I see you dodge a shadow Unable to see clearly with cloudy eyes And […]
Dear Beth, Soon I will be 17 years old (136 years in human terms). Is it too much to ask you to Just Give Me My Breakfast? Love, Spec
Spec attends “Time 101” taught by Professor Rooster.
What is this clock that you speak of? I arose this morning no earlier than I did all last week! #funnyhumans
Halloween with Jack and Spec.