Jake Theopolus Springer (b. May 9, 2004) was unleashed from his earthly bounds yesterday. Born in Brooklyn, Connecticut, he was a faithful and spirited companion for over 15 years. He was a graduate of a doggie kindergarten that shall remain nameless. While he could behave perfectly well in class, he believed home was a more flexible place where he could express himself more freely. Although an AKC registered English Springer Spaniel purebred, he was not one to put on airs. Jake preferred the simpler life. Swimming in the ocean (especially on Martha’s Vineyard), lakes, rivers, pools, and, on occasion, puddles brought him much pleasure. If there was mud involved – all the better. Intense bird watching and chasing small animals seemed to come natural to Jake, like he was born to do it. He was a master at determining the amount of time it took the screen door to close so that he could escape the house if one was not paying attention. Though a brave dog, nothing could put a more distressed look on Jake’s face than animatronic Christmas displays and, for some reason, crinkly paper leaf bags. He patrolled his yard diligently for any interlopers. When he actually caught squirrels, it was not clear who was more surprised; the squirrel or Jake. Jake insisted on the comfort of almost any soft piece of furniture or human bed over dog-designated cushions or beds. The leather couch was particularly troublesome. It never seemed to be fluffed properly as he would try to dig into the leather as much as he could to his satisfaction. Jake was also diligent about bedtime – for everyone. Though not a natural herding dog, he signaled the designated “house bedtime” by pacing back and forth or by deep and unwavering staring at his family. In his early years he was an avid kitchen counter surfer. He became quite adept at it by training his paw to near human articulation. This habit culminated one Thanksgiving when Jake was able to snare the holiday turkey. His biggest haul ever off the counter. The results for him were the very definition of unbridled happiness. Although Jake could not understand the commotion he caused, dog trainers were brought in at considerable expense to curb that beloved hobby. Other favorite activities included getting unsolicited attention when walking around the neighborhood, petting behind the ears, vacations by the ocean, springing, and eating at outdoor cafes. George Carlin said “It’s inevitable when you buy a pet it’s going to end badly. You are purchasing a small tragedy.” Knowing that does not stop us because the space between getting a pet and their end brings us an inexpressible sense of gratification and many moments of joy. Jake was loved by so many who encountered him and especially his immediate family, specifically his devoted and faithful big sister, Maya. He will be missed by many but none more so than his Papa. His family bond was strong. He taught, by example, the meaning of unconditional love, devotion, and loyalty. He was quick to forgive and his joy was unbounded. Jake lived a good life.