A journey with Jordan

Sweet little dog. We brought you home after much concern about our home being a building site. After much frustration, here you are on your first day with us. Sweet tiny little guy...


You were a curious George for sure....checking out anything new, no matter how large or small. Yes, that's a camera...


You weren't so sure about the water for a long time. When we tripped to Stingray City, you would perch yourself on the rear transom and bark for your dad's attention. "Hey, get out of there! Or at least come back to me!" And when he would, he was greeting with loads of dog kisses. Fortunately, the surrounding boats usually found your barks (or attempts at barks) endearing.


But even more than Mom and Dad, you always loved spending time with the kids. Forever trying to give them kisses. What was with that?


And within a two month span, you went from pup to protector. Whether it was land or water, you were going to keep us all safe. From cats, iguanas, and especially the land crabs. You would show them!


Now you're officially grown, but that curiosity is not lost. Our walks are a constant hunt for the next iguana, next fish to jump, or anything out of the ordinary. Probably every 20 feet, you run to the canal wall to make sure that all is in order. Do I get it? Absolutely not. But it's cute as heck and you love it.


So to our grown up little guy, thanks for all the laughs and fun times. You're firmly embedded in this family...the first dog. That waggy tail, constant licking, and eagerness to do anything are so special...


Oh, and thanks for keeping us safe from those wild cats and landcrabs.