It’s been a rough week. Our sweet Jack Jack crossed over the Rainbow Bridge Tuesday afternoon.
We had an appointment at the vet for Wednesday, but as always Jack had his own plan and went peacefully while he slept.
Our dude was a fighter. He fought through vestibular disease and gave us another year and a half of his awesome, though not always able to balance, self. His kidneys were failing and he was recently diagnosed with lymphoma, but still he fought.
Jack was always in tune with his people, and it was as if he lasted through the weekend so that he could go on his own. So that we weren’t here when it happened. So that he could spare us in some way.
He was, and will always be, the best boy. We got to spend half of his 14 years on earth with him, and I just hope that in the end he knew that we loved him so, so much.
