JACK
JACK
I met Jack when he was two months old. He ran straight for me at the top of Runyon Canyon, off-leash with a rescue group. I found him online the very next day, and he’s been my best friend ever since. Everyone calls him a miracle dog. He had already beat Parvo and Distemper. The sickness made all his teeth fall out, but he doesn’t care. He’s the smartest, sweetest, dog. He’s my fighter. Our meeting at the top of Runyon Canyon was more than fate; I simply could not imagine my life without him.
Tracy Falco
