I’d never had a proper photoshoot with Jake (because I didn’t want to admit I was one of those people) until this year. Since it’s likely Jake’s last year with me, I commissioned Stef to take some photos of us for a holiday card, and for gifts for my family (Mom, if you’re reading this, ignore what I just said).
Stef, Jake and I went to Fort Funston, and Jake ran around like he did when I first got him seven years ago. I sometimes forget just how old (and sick) Jake is when we’re at the beach. Look at how smiley he is! When his time finally comes, I may just have to spread his ashes on the sand.
But until then, we’ll just enjoy what time we have together with regular trips to the “Fort o Fun.”