So yesturday morning our border collie, Shelby, died of pnemonia. It was sad to hear that he was gone, but i was also relived because he's not suffering anymore. But now my dog Jerry is alone, and I feel horrible... For 8 years they both took care of eachother, and now Jerry is all by himself in our backyard. We can't bring him in the house, because my dad is allergic to dogs.

Everytime I go outside, he looks so sad... It almost seems like he's still trying to find Shelby out there, somewhere... Last night, when I got home from the hockey game, Jerry started barking at the gate. I went over to pet him for awhile... Eventually I broke down crying, wishing there was a way I could bring Shelby back... But there is nothing I can do... But try and make his life less lonely...

So I finally decided that he is now going to become my truck buddy. When ever I leave for something, (besides school, and as long as I know I won't take forever) I'm taking Jerry with me. I can't stand to see him alone...