Cotton was my best friend. She was a Yellow Lab that we got when she was a puppy for our daughter who was then 11 years old. However, she quickly became “Dad’s Dog.” We lost her in 2004 at almost 15 wonderful years of age of a stroke. Cotton moved into our family after we lost another lab mix that we found on a beach in Ocean City, Md. I thought when Saltwater died that I would never again get attached emotionally to another dog. It took Cotton at least an hour to capture my heart. When we lost her I swore again that I would never let this pain happen to me again: we now have two little stray dogs that have joined our family, and although they are my wife’s dogs, I love them dearly. God truly blessed humans when he gave us dogs to love–and to be loved by.

Jack from NC