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This was a speech that i had to write for class on Thursday. My teacher did not make me get up in front of the class. I turned in my paper and she told me to go home. I know this is sad but I had to express my speech here.
February 16, 2005
When I was sitting in class Tuesday I decided to do this speech about my son’s lab, Jack. In a matter of 20 hours it turned into a eulogy about him instead.
Everyone in this room has lost someone or something close to them or knows someone who has. This dog was not just a family pet; he was a big brother to my son, a best friend to my husband, and just like a son to me. Today I will tell you about a yellow Labrador retriever that stole everyone’s heart that met him. First I will tell you about his bathroom incident, next I will tell you about my families love for him, and last I will tell you about how spoiled he was.
When Jack was about seven months old he would chew on anything. To keep him from chewing on anything while I was at work I put him in the bathroom (I had tried everything else, I didn't want to lose another $400 in shoes to his teeth). When I put him in there I took everything else out, even the toilet paper roll. Later when I got home from work I heard water running. I got halfway into the house and started stepping in sloshly carpet. I went to the bathroom, there was water coming out from under the door. I opened the door and there he was standing up on the bathroom counter soaking wet and shivering, there was water flying everywhere. He had chewed through the waterline going from the wall to the toilet. He knew he was going to get in trouble, but he sat there on the counter and looked at me, probably thinking "please don't kill me!". I think he had learned his lesson. Now that I have told you about his bathroom incident, let me tell you about my families love for him. Jack was mine and my husbands first dog together. I had trained him to be the perfect dog…after the bathroom incident. He would follow you around the house and look at you with puppy dog eyes. He would climb into bed with me until my husband came home from work so I wouldn’t be lonely. He would come and lay at you feet if you ever cried. Jack was starting to get the protective instinct over my son. My husband and I took him everywhere with us. His favorite time was riding in the back of our truck. You couldn’t stay mad at him long, he would look at you with puppy dog eyes and ears flat against his head, making him look like a lamb. He had the cute little trick that he would balance a treat on his nose and sit there with it until you told him to get it, then he would flip his head up and grab the treat before it hit the ground. He would give you five with both paws, and then whine at you when you ignored him. We loved him like he was a son to us. Now that I have told you about our love for Jack let me tell you about how spoiled he was. When he was a puppy he had a couch in our bedroom that he slept on every night. He probably believed that he was human. He would sleep on his back with his legs in the air. If he didn't sleep like that then he would need a pillow or something to put his head on. When he turned a year old he graduated to his very own Lazy Boy recliner. When he wasn’t sleeping on the recliner he was in bed with my husband and me. He was so spoiled that we would sleep in the fetal position so he could have the whole bottom half of the bed. When we would have steak so would Jack. When we went on vacation so did Jack. When we would get presents at Christmas so would Jack. But now he will never again be able to sleep in our bed or have a steak dinner. Someone felt that it was his or her right to take a gun and shoot him Tuesday. He died early Wednesday morning, and a piece of my heart with him. He would have been 3 on Monday.
In conclusion I have opened everyone’s eyes to my broken heart about a dog that none of you have ever met or ever will. I have told you about his crazy youth, my families love, and how spoiled he was. Whoever reads this please take it in your heart and say a pray for my family and always open your heart to animals.............
My son looked at me yesterday and said "Momma Jacks sick, Jack sick huh mommy, Jack go byebye with daddy." After he said that he leaned into me put his hands on my face and kissed both my eyes.
Now you have to be a monster to take a family member away -AND YES A DOG CAN BE A FAMILY MEMBER!!!!!
"love as thou wilt"