R.I.P.

1997-2007

Rest in (dog) peace to my beloved dog, Jeprox. I first received him for my seventh birthday. Quickly, we grew attached. I remember, when I was smaller, I'd be in the backyard and play with him. He was big to me, then, and he would play ruff with me, and so would I. But I never let him think that he was the boss, for I was his master. Jeprox was the most obedient companion I've ever had. Seriously, he'd listen to everything I told him to do. I remember, back in my old house, he was in the garage and I was standing in the door to the garage. I threw up some McDonald's fries and he'd jump up in the air and catch them in his mouth. Over the years, he got sluggish on that, but it was all good. Jeprox grew old, that's why he died. I miss him a lot. I remember I used to imagine myself breaking down if I ever lost him. Back then, if that happened, I didn't know what I would do. But now, I'm older, and I'm not crying, but its truly sad. Though he was an animal, he was a part of my family. Even my family's family. All the way to my friends. My friends would always get scared of him. He was a pitbull/boxer mix and would freak them out with his size. I used to love having the bragging rights to say I have a big dog. Then they'd ask if he bites. I'd say no, he's really good. I'm sorry for the times I neglected him, but I was also a growing boy. If I had the chance to go out with him again, let him run around free, I'd take it. The last time he was out was in the summer when I took him for a walk. He used to be so full of energy and so, so strong. Even my mother teared a bit. And now, JenJen seems to be really fat. I think she's pregnant. I kind of hope so, then at least Jeprox would leave back some mini-Jeprox's.