saltycat
Member Since 2016
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Jack got his water wings yesterday. I'm heartbroken, but despite eating more he was just too weak and slowly getting worse. He would have a bad spell for an hour or two and perk up some to come get some food and scritches. Through the last days he wanted to be in the hallway outside my room or hang out in the room with me.
Our last day, he wanted up on the couch and took a little nap with me. He even wanted to take a slow walk around the house, he liked his outside time and never ran, just hung out with his bean.
We put up a h-e-double hockey sticks of a fight and he was a trooper the whole way through. I did everything I could for the boy and he let me know when it was time.
You will be sorely missed my boy, I hope the waters are calm and the wind is at your back as you make your way to the bridge to reunite with your friends.
Thank you everyone for your support and guidance. It has been invaluable in making sure Jack got the best care he could.
Before humans die, they write their last Will & Testament, give their home and all they have, to those they leave behind. If with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I’d ask… To a poor and lonely stray I’d give: -My happy home. -My bowl and cozy bed, soft pillows and all my toys. -The lap, which I loved so much. -The hand that stroked my fur and the sweet voice which spoke my name.
I’d Will to the sad, scared shelter pet, the place I had in my human’s loving heart, of which there seemed no bounds. So, when I die, please do not say, “I will never have a pet again, for the loss and pain is more than I can stand” Instead, go find an unloved pet, one whose life has held no joy or hope and give MY place to them. This is the only thing I can give… The love I left behind.
Wes & Jack
Jack got his water wings yesterday. I'm heartbroken, but despite eating more he was just too weak and slowly getting worse. He would have a bad spell for an hour or two and perk up some to come get some food and scritches. Through the last days he wanted to be in the hallway outside my room or hang out in the room with me.
Our last day, he wanted up on the couch and took a little nap with me. He even wanted to take a slow walk around the house, he liked his outside time and never ran, just hung out with his bean.
We put up a h-e-double hockey sticks of a fight and he was a trooper the whole way through. I did everything I could for the boy and he let me know when it was time.
You will be sorely missed my boy, I hope the waters are calm and the wind is at your back as you make your way to the bridge to reunite with your friends.
Thank you everyone for your support and guidance. It has been invaluable in making sure Jack got the best care he could.
Before humans die, they write their last Will & Testament, give their home and all they have, to those they leave behind. If with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I’d ask… To a poor and lonely stray I’d give: -My happy home. -My bowl and cozy bed, soft pillows and all my toys. -The lap, which I loved so much. -The hand that stroked my fur and the sweet voice which spoke my name.
I’d Will to the sad, scared shelter pet, the place I had in my human’s loving heart, of which there seemed no bounds. So, when I die, please do not say, “I will never have a pet again, for the loss and pain is more than I can stand” Instead, go find an unloved pet, one whose life has held no joy or hope and give MY place to them. This is the only thing I can give… The love I left behind.
Wes & Jack




