The Story of Jack
A few years back, not long after we moved in to our current home, Jack joined our family. It happened one rainy Fall Sunday about six years ago. Luke and I were on our way to church when we noticed a dog running along a fairly busy road near our home. This wasn't an unusual thing to see but it always bothers me to see dogs running, especially along a busy road. On our way home, as we rounded the corner, we saw this little dog again. I told Luke, "I'm going to stop and see if it'll come to me." "Mom, you will never get that dog to come to you," Luke said. I pulled over and got out of the car. Avoiding the mud and puddles I called, "Come Buddy!" The dog started to run in the other direction but then, for some reason, he turned and ran toward me. As I continued to call I could hear Luke behind me. "Mom, be careful!" I knelt as the dog came closer and then, without any hesitation he plopped right down between my knees and roll...