
Jason had Willis by his side as his guide dog for 7 years. Needless to say Willis became his eyes and his best friend. Even though he was a big German Shepherd, Willis was a loyal, gentle dog who only became protective if he felt Jason was going to be in harm's way. We would always tell people that Willis was our grand-puppy and on rare occasions when Jason was ill, Willis would stay with us. He usually would wait by the front day until Jason returned.
One weekend Jason informed us he could not get Willis to walk or eat due to so much pain. A trip to the vet diagnosed a fast growing tumor on his back that was inoperable so Jason knew what had to be done. It was one of the hardest day of Jason's short life when he had to tell Willis goodbye. I sent Jason this poem to help sooth the pain.
My Best Friend
Jason, I did not want to leave your side, especially not this way.
We have been together,oh,so long, and I have loved every day.
I knew someday I would retire and leave you at our home.
The pain I feel, the inability to walk, tells me I must move on.
Please cry tears for me, maybe that will help wash away the hurt.
I hope I did not let you down, for many more years I did want to work.
Together we made a great team, you kept me fed, loved and warm.
It was with pride and head held high that I guided you, the role for which I was born.


