It's been a rough month at our house. As I posted back in September, on the 19th, our cat Toby died, and this past Friday, the 7th of October, Jack joined Toby in eternal rest.
We'd had Jack since he was a baby. He was one of two up for adoption, his sister, Jill, had already been taken, and Jack with his huge beautiful eyes won our hearts. We'll never forget taking him to the vet and the vet telling us, "with male cats, once they're fixed they have have to stay active or otherwise they'll grow up really big!" And he did. He amazed all who would come to our house. They would all say how big he was (he got up to 27 lbs.) and how beautiful he was. He was very photogenic and loved posing for pictures.
Mister Jack was his own cat (person). He obeyed only two people in the house, Carli, his owner, and me. Carli could tell him, "Jack, pretty eyes," and he would he would blink his eyes. He and I just fought for the same recliner.
We had Jack from our days in Mission, Texas, and I remember he didn't care for that move. He rode in the front seat of our car obeying only Carli to stay still. He eventally got used to our parsonage in San Antonio and I don't believe he cared much for the move to San Marcos.
I think Toby's dying and Carli's leaving for Spain were more than he could handle. Once Carli was out of the house and then Toby leaving, he didn't eat any more. We tried to feed him yogurt, his favorite, and even then he didn't eat much. Caty remembers one stormy night in SA when she asked, "Lord, please send someone to protect me," and Jack jumped on the bed, lay on her pillow and slept besides her all night.
Jack was a special blessing to our family and we really love him and miss him. We've since added Princess Fiona to our household and she's got big shoes to fill.
Jack, enjoy your rest in the Lord and we pray to see you someday.
