Jake was a 23-pound Yorkie that we nicknamed “Shaq”, but his size didn’t stop him from commanding the room. He was very friendly and was known to immediately roll over on his back whenever any company arrived – his way of asking for a belly rub.

He wasn’t known for sharing with his two other smaller roommates and was the biggest baby at the Vet- always hiding under the furniture. But, he was loyal and loving even though he always emptied the food bowl.

I’m thankful you are a part of my story Jake, and you will be missed everyday.