Roll Call: Introducing Jackson aka The King, "Jackie Boy," etc
Awwww, my first puppy as an adult. I could choose the breed that I wanted; a golden retriever. I drive by the house with the "puppy sign," for weeks. I case the joint and find 8 deliciously soft and in varying hues of cream to golden to red puppies. All ensconced with the aroma of puppy belly. Might I add all clean too.
These pups lived in a shallowed out, empty, but grassed in swimming pool. My boyfriend and I were supposed to go on a big trip about 8 weeks later. I decided I would happily forgo the vacation as long as I could have that puppy. They called him "Bobby." He was not a "Bobby," he was a "Jackson." He was named after one of the most beautiful places on earth Jackson, Wyoming and long before everyone named both children and dogs Jackson (I think it was 1).
So began the most joyful time of my life with my constant companion. I remember Jackson would chew my very expensive shoes, I always gave him the benefit of the doubt, "at least he chews in pairs," "He's so smart." I would remind myself delightedly. It was one great time after another and we had the good fortune of being able to travel with him wherever we went. Then I broke up with my boyfriend and was poor for a while, but Jackson still ate well, I'm glad one of us did. Jackson became like a child to me and I would do anything for him.
So, when he was accidentally poisoned at about 18 months old, I was devastated. The vet saved his life but he had neurological problems and he soon weighed only 28 pounds, He had lost 2/3 of his body weight and couldn't walk. Euthanasia was strongly suggested, but how could I do that when his life had been saved; plus he was the love of my life. I'm told a well loved person has many nick names. Jackson had a slew of them and he was my sun/son.
That's why I began this pet food company. I had to feed Jackson something better than I saw in the marketplace. There were not the choices that we fortunately have now and raw food, well there wasn't any. People looked at me as if had three eyes when I decided I would start manufacturing it. I simply didn't care. Jackson motived me to read and research, to seek out holistic vets that knew about the benefits of proper nutrition, and he gave me the fire or the impetus to move on it. I knew I had to do this for him if I ever wanted to see him healthy and walking again.
Many of you know, Jackson lived another 16 years and died one month short of his eighteenth birthday in 2002. Yes, there were remnants of his illness; slight visible shaking but he was never expected to live let alone walk. He was the best of the best and the first member of my crew (that's how I refer to my pack of dogs and cats) and I cherish that time we had together.
Each of my dogs and cats inspire me to always better our products. Clearly I do it for them and for your pets. Nothing makes us happier than to hear from you about the life changing results you see when using Love Your Pet for your furry friends.