Jack spent 11 wonderful years with his loving human in Florida. He had a fur sibling (cat) as his best friend, and his mom would hide treats all over the house for him to find little treasures that made his days even brighter. His momma loves him deeply and he her as well.

After a tragic accident, Jack needed a new home. My daughter-in-law, Ally, wanted to keep him in the family and asked if I would take him. My life was already so busy, and I wasn’t sure how he would fit in but somehow, he fit perfectly, like he was the little soul I didn’t know I needed.

We walked (even though he hated it), hiked, camped, and took countless rides together. Jack was by my side everywhere I went. He’d get so anxious if I wasn’t around it was clear how deeply he loved and needed to be close. And he was loved by so many in return, especially Grandma, who always saved a spot for him in her chair.

Losing him has been a huge punch to the gut. It was sudden and unexpected, and I feel completely lost without my sidekick. Moving forward into this next chapter without him just doesn’t feel right.