|Jack's Petfinder Picture|
Two days later, I went to visit Jack at an adoption day and fell further in love. The folks who ran the adoption agency were skeptical about my ability to care for him. They said he needed lots and lots of exercise and that he would do best with a family that included children. They said that he has been in and out of the agency and they were looking for a forever home for him. I was determined that he was MY dog and I was committed to doing what it would take to care for him. One of the volunteers believed me and helped me convince the powers that be that I was worthy of adopting him.
After a screening process (and a fee and a contract), I was allowed to pick him up at his foster home. From that point on, he was my dog and I was his person.
After a few weeks of being on his best behavior, Jack decided to unpack his bags and show me all of the issues he had kept well hidden. He started being aggressive to other dogs, including my boyfriend's new puppy. He started to have bathroom issues inside of the house. And, most problematic of all, he starting to have severe separation anxiety. I found that last issue out via a note from our neighbors. I think he felt safe enough to unpack his baggage because he knew I loved him and he was at home with me. Smart dog, waiting until I was too attached to let go before showing all of his cards.
|2003 - Picture by Sally|
As much as he was a pain in the bum, I loved him deeply. He was my companion through so many life events, including moving from Minneapolis to Boston and back again. He traveled all over the country with me and literally followed me up and down mountains. When a dog who has no interest in exercise follows you up a mountain, you know you have his loyalty.
|2008 - New Hampshire|
|2008 - Maine|
|2010 - Minnesota|
This power that pet owners have to determine when a beloved pet's life is over is a blessing and a curse. I am very thankful that I (and our wonderful vet) was able to create a transition for him that was peaceful and relaxed and full of love and comfort. But, man, does making the decision to euthanize suck!
I am so grateful to Paul for being right by my side as we went through the heartbreaking process of letting Jack go today and in the days leading up to today. Tchazo was there, too. It was important that we all supported Jack as he left us. Our hope is that Tchazo will have an easier transition to his status as only dog since he was there to witness Jack's passing. Even though I have no doubt that it was Jack's time to go, it is still sad and painful to lose a pet. He was a member of our family and we will feel his absence for some time to come.