Jazz Memorial

Jazz never let me out of her site, she would lay in the doorways just so she knew when I was going to a different room. She loved to walk everyone out to their cars when they would leave, she knew she couldn't go any farther than the mailbox without me with her. She never had any Border Collie skills, she didn't play with toys, didn't fetch, wouldn't even herd cows with my Dad, she was more of a Velcro dog; I think she thought she was a greyhound sometimes. Run free, baby girl, and keep on barkin'!

Mommy loves you and misses you....

Ardith Walters