jhonea Posted October 20, 2004 Report Share Posted October 20, 2004 I got him when he was 8 weeks old. I knew he was the one when I first saw him. Of the 5 in the litter, he was the first one to come to me and lick my hand. I took him home and named his Skipper. He was a Toy Fox Terrier with a mostly white, smooth coat .. he had one black spot on his side shaped just like a heart. Skipper and I had some hard times the last 5 years... lost my job with WorldCom, had to file bankruptcy, lost my house, my cars and motorcycle ... I figured it up the other day .. except for the several times when we were completely homeless, Skipper and I lived in 9 different places the last five years. He never seemed to mind and somehow he always seemed to know when the time came for us to move on. We often slept in my car because we didn't have money or a place to stay. Finally at the beginning of this year, I was arrested for something I didn't do .. I stayed in jail for 5 months and was finally let go in August. When I went to try to find Skipper (had left him with friends) they said they thought Id never come back and they gave him away .. we went to the man he supposedly gave him to and he said he gave him to someone else. I have finally lost the last thing in the world that I had .. my Skipper Dog .. he was ever loyal and will never be forgotten. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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