This was Jette, my bestest buddy. He was a beautiful Belgian Sheepdog. He was born in Feb of 1985, and passed away due to cancer in Feb of 1995.

He was such a wonderful dog, and was my first real dog. He was for the family, but I did all his obedience training, and spent endless hours taking him for walks.

The one thing that I remember the most about him, was how graceful he was when he ran. He moved with such grace and agility, it didn't even look like his feet were touching the ground.

He was so beautiful. I will never forget the day that I went to be with him, as he crossed over to the rainbow bridge. He was so happy to see me (I had left home already), and I held his head up as he died.

He went so quickly, and I had never seen a dog die before. It still bothers me to this day. I didn't expect him to go so quickly...

Jette, I still love you. What people say is true, you do, and always will, live on my heart.

If there is a Rainbow Bridge, I take comfort in knowing that you will be there to take care of Sheena and Damian. They always did adore and respect you.
 

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