His name was Jack. He came to us a little more than a year ago, so starved you could see his ribs, and worst of all, his tailbone through his coat. He was friendly and loving from the very first day, even though he was hungry and shy with my other dogs. Life had been cold and cruel for Jack, and I think he had been cast aside, unwanted, or perhaps a family had fallen on hard times and could no longer care for him. To me, a dog lover, I rarely meet a canine I don’t love. Even so, Jack was exceptional. He just radiated love and appreciation, joy and fun. I named him Jack because I just looked at him and thought “He looks like a Jack”. Never had a name come to me like that before. He answered to Jack from the first call, even though he was full grown, and surely had another name before. Or maybe it was Jack. (more…)