Jack is my "rescue" dog. I don't know how I managed without him for these past few months. I had a yorkie named Hannahdog for 13 years but she died on the 29th of May. I have no children or close relatives nearby so this house was pretty lonely without the patter of four little feet. Then, last Tuesday, on a whim, a friend of mine and I went to the local shelter. There in the very last cage was "Jack". He looked at me with so much longing that I knew instantly that he was meant to be mine. I named him Jumping Jack Flash for when he gets excited and just jumps and jumps--like he has springs in his feet. I'll include more pics of him soon...I'd like to hear from you if you have a rescue dog...yorkie
