Stetson by Susie / your friend

After my boyfriend left for a two year mission trip I felt alone. Without thinking twice I adopted a little Jack Russell puppy. Due to my parent’s recent divorce and the absence of my boyfriend we created a tight bond. Stetson never made it to his third birthday. On the day that he was killed, he was sweeter than ever. He never left my side that day.

That evening I sent my dad and Stetson to get take out. As Jack Russells do, he leaped out of the car and was struck. I cant help but think if I didn’t encourage my dad to take him he would still be here with me. I have since adopted two more dogs but they don’t have the fire that my baby, Stetson had. I miss my friend. I know you are still with me.


With Love,