Jeter's life almost ended due to bureacracy. Animal control was called to a park about a vicious dog - what they found was a goofy looking shepherd who was trying to play a game of pick up with a family and their kids. What they didn't understand was that Jeter wanted them to throw the ball to HIM! The animal control officer picked up the ball, threw it and Jeter tore after it and brought it back.

Because the call was about a "vicious" dog, the shelter put him in isolation which meant that no one from the public could see him. He's about as far from vicious as the Pillsbury dough boy is. Get yourself a ball and a park and start throwing. Jeter can't wait to meet you.