I don't know how to write this without telling a backstory. But, that story is lengthy. And, not one that I am capable of typing now. So, here is a terribly condensed version.
I picked up a red merle Australian Shepherd puff ball in August 2003. I was living in California, and my step-mother had just passed away from brain cancer. I was in a very sad place, for a variety of reasons, and this guy brought so much love and joy into my life. I named him Jesse James (because Jon Bon Jovi has a son named this too.)
I moved back to Texas and Jesse moved with me. Jesse was my baby. I've never shared a relationship with an animal like mine with Jesse James. I had a significant other at the time. He was an important part of Jesse's life as well.
When I moved to Australia, leaving Jesse behind was one of the most difficult, heartbreaking decisions. I felt like a parent abandoning her child. The boyfriend (who was now an ex, and he was pretty heartbroken himself) had so much love for Jesse that he stepped up and took responsibility for him. I know this person gave Jesse love, companionship, and a home that he deserved. I am eternally grateful to him for that. Words can't express my gratitude.
Jesse James passed away on the morning of Wednesday, the 2nd of March, 2016. I'm shattered. I've known for about 90 minutes. I've been mourning his loss from my life since late 2008, but I knew he was living a happy, well-cared-for life, and that brought me comfort. Now, I'm just mourning his loss.
Jesse James, May 2003 - March 2016
|I had just pulled up this photo for a different blog post - one of those Q&A ones - it asked about all the pets I've had - I answered including this picture and the special bond I had with this guy.|