Jesse Boy – gentle, loyal, and always by my side. My shadow for 16 years.

Jesse came into my life as a tiny pup and stayed by my side for 16 unforgettable years. My children always called him “Jesse Boy” — a name that perfectly captured his sweet, boyish spirit. He was my first great teacher in loyalty, patience, and love.

Every morning, without fail, Jesse was ready for his walk — trotting ahead with purpose, ears alert, and that familiar gentle pace. Beach strolls were a daily ritual, but water? No thanks. He had strong opinions about that, keeping his paws dry no matter how many waves rolled in.

Jesse was independent by nature — wise and confident in his own quiet way. But underneath that self-assured scruff was a boy who needed his Mamma. He could brave a lot… just not being apart from me. His anxiety would peek through the moment I was out of sight, reminding me of how deeply we were connected.

He had that beautiful, thoughtful face — just like in his photo — and eyes that always seemed to be thinking, watching, waiting for the next gentle adventure.

He was a constant in my world. Through the changes of life, Jesse stayed steady, loving, and devoted. And in his own understated way, he shaped the heart of what BarkBlogs has become — a space to honour the grace, quirks, and quiet magic of older dogs.