That sweet face!
Jack the Kitten
Born: early May 2016 Adopted: October 2, 2016 Died: June 5, 2019
The photo I had originally planned to post on Wednesday, with Jack inspecting
my latest knitting project that I was going to discuss.The day before yesterday - Wednesday of this week - we lost our Jack. It was quick, unexpected, and we are all still reeling.
Always on the move
His photo on the adoption site, The Philly Kitty
It turned out that it was not an injury from a fall or anything else, but rather related to a heart condition that Jack had that we did not know about. (Which is ironic because he had the best heart of all!) The vet said that we shouldn't feel bad, because in cats so young, it is not common to check for heart problems unless something manifests itself, and this is unpredictable at best. Jack had suffered FATE - Feline Aortic Thromboemolism - and in his case, of the Saddle, which is of course the area that controls the back leg muscles. It is sudden and painful, paralyzes the back legs, and though it can be treated, most treatments are not successful, and not for very long periods of time - as in, not even always a week or a month. They gave him medicine to control the pain, but there was no way we wanted him to suffer at all or any longer, and especially not be able run and pop around like he did every waking moment.
Always ready to assist, and he loved knitting projects!
Jack was only three years old. He should still be here, feisty and intrepid as always, still enjoying himself, still cuddling, playing, exploring, helping, making that little noise that only he made. We were talking about it yesterday, and he never ever did anything bad. He would get in trouble for being stinker, but he didn't have the capacity to be a bad kitty. When he joined our family, it was after we had lost Dug in the summer, and as The Tim said, he brought us some much needed joy. We called him Jackie Joy most of the time, since it described him and how he looked at everything in his life. (He was also known frequently as Jack Attack, or BooBoo, but mostly Jackie Joy.)
His first time in the garden
The first time he got to hang out with his brothers on the bed
Exploring the goodies from Santa with Pip
But thank God (or whoever/whatever you believe in) that there are Jacks in this world and that they find us. He truly saved us, and his everyday love and joy made it clear that he was a happy boy. So yes, be sad that he is no longer with us here to cuddle, see, and laugh about. But then try to live a joyful life however you can. Whether it's chasing a bug, helping/assisting even if not asked, or just enjoying everyone and everything around you, try to find some joy every single day.
Always happy to lounge in the garden!
Sleepy baby boy. Things will never be the same.
I hope you are all able to have a good weekend, and that you will always remember to say I love you whenever you get the chance. Enjoy your life when you can, because we only get one chance. Take care, and thanks for all of the wonderful, funny, and kind things you have always said about our sweet baby Jack the Kitten.