JD was only two months old when I got him. He was originaly going to be a family dog, but he ended up being my dog. I remember the day I got him. It was two days after my birthday and I had begged my daddy and his girlfriend for a dog. Of course they told me no, but two days later I climbed into the car and was handed this beautiful brindle and white mix puppy. He instantly became my heart. Poor thing had 6 name changes that week ha ha. He went from Red to Mator to Blue (he had one blue eye) back to RED MAN to Playboy then finaly to JD short for John deere. He got into everything, there wasn't a day that would go by that I wouldn't come home and my room be torn to peices, but I'd look into those deep eyes of his and I couldn't be mad at him no longer. He was what made me happy when things went south. We moved to my mama's (JD, my other dog Playboy and I) and two months later on July 2, 2010. I let him and Playboy and my Mama's dog Cowboy outside and around 12 pm that afternoon my mama came home from work and found my baby in the road across from my house ran over. When he died he took a peice of me with him. He's been dead 5 months now and it's still hard. I have his pictures and his collar, something to remember him by. He was my best friend. He loved me when I let my family down. He didn't care what I done He loved my unconditionaly. He was my protector. I never felt unsafe with him around. I miss him more and more everyday. MAMA MISSES YOU BUBBA!!!