Jackson is my new best friend.

The picture on the left is Jackson. I mentioned him about two blogs back, and many times before. he will be my partner in crime from now on. he came to us when we first moved into the 10 Clark last year. He is now a very active member of our family. I enjoy his company mostly because he has a tremendous personality and a sweet heart.

His story is this: he was part of a litter born under someones stairs. We never found out how many brothers and sisters he had, but we know that his mom is an Border Collie and his dad is a Labrador.
We know that his previous owner was really quite cruel to him in the fact that he or she kept him locked in a dog crate for the first five months of his life. This stunted his socialization skills. The person finally gave him up to a no kill shelter just outside of Salem. He ended up at a training camp for police dogs. From what i remember, the guy trained mostly German Shepard's, but took on Jackson to get him up to speed.

That is when Terri found him on a web site and now he's ours forever.

Admittedly, i was not too enthused by this situation as our cats Lily and Ruby were just used to their new surroundings and to this day, Jackson and Lily are mortal enemies.

He also had problems with acting out. He would get crazy and i have many scars on my arms to prove it. It was a difficult few months but he soon melted my heart.

I mean, look at that picture and tell me you couldn't love this guy!?

We ended up putting him on a very low dose of Prozac, and he is the better for it, as he isn't as anxious as he used to be.

So he still goes to classes every week and is a very very good boy compared to when he first arrived.

What does he mean to me? He's my friend and comrade. He helped me to be more gentle and my reward is his undying loyalty.

I didn't think i was a dog person at all. I'm still not. I'm a Jackson person.

I just wanted to document his story in case you were wondering about him.

Plus the picture is pretty cool too.