“Jameson, were you chasing deer again? Jameson, did you eat the entire thing? Jameson, stop licking the baby. Jameson, wanna go for a ride?”
Those were some of the most common things that would come out of our mouths when talking to our best friend, Jameson. Jameson made us feel like the luckiest family in the world, until last week, just three months shy of her 14th birthday. Jameson was our 100 pound black Labrador Retriever, who always thought she was a lap dog.
Jameson was our first. Luckily, we found her at a local pet store about four months before the birth of our first daughter.
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