2 years ago today, after the sudden unexpected loss of our 11 year old Ziggy, we randomly agreed to go to SPCA after Cindy got out of work to just look at the dogs with no intention of getting one. We sorta agreed that the pain of loss had us deciding against any more pets. Indeed, it was kind of wild with barking, jumping, mostly Pitbull type dogs. We decide to get the heck out and go through the last room to exit. There, sitting quietly, we saw our dog. I go to the cage and he walks over and licks my hand. No drama, crazy jumping barking. Cindy comes in the room. I notice I'm wearing a brown shirt and she's wearing her brown coat and boots that match the dog exactly.
So Jaco, named for it being the birthday of my favorite musician Jaco Pastorius, rescued us. We've had wonderful dogs all our lives, but this one is beyond special in personality, intelligence and temperament. He was around 9 months when we got him, and somehow totally housebroken, never chewed anything, never aggressive. So lucky and can't imagine our lives without him, especially given the current pandemic situation. Happy anniversary Jaco and see you all walking in the woods. (Pictured here when we got him.)
Watch video taken last week where you can see how intelligent he is by how focused he is on the riveting dialogue, and how much he appreciates fine music on the
@Carson mandolin! Same shirt I had on when we got him too!