Always ready Klaus
For 13 1/2 years I was fortunate in having one of my best friends as my constant companion. Jock was a lot more than just a dog, he was a true friend. His last afternoon on this earth was one of the most poignant times of my life. I lived in a log home that had a wonderful front porch that opened out onto a pasture and pine trees beyond. That last afternoon, Jock and I sat silently side by side looking out just enjoying the cool clear air and beautiful vista of Montana. For over an hour we just sat there, no sound except for buzzing of the creatures flying around and quiet wind coming through the pine trees. It was Jock's last day on earth and I knew that he wasn't feeling well, but for that short hour plus he seemed so contented and happy and not with a care in the world. Jock left me that night. For over 6 months I resisted all attempts by my daughter to get another little friend knowing that Jock was the best. One day my daughter showed me the photo of a little guy in Texas and I must admit I immediately fell in love, and then when I saw that he and I shared the same birthdate, I knew he and I were destined to be together. That was two years ago, and it is almost like Klaus was born with all of the memories of Jock, as he is so quick to pick up on things and he is just the best little friend again I could have ever wished for. Klaus loves to romp in the woods when I go exploring and he loves to rush around in the back yard playing catch, and he loves to just sit on the sofa side by side with me. He is every bit the friend that Jock was.