Jack

My husband and I laid our 14 yo kitty, Jack, to rest two weeks ago. He was a constant presence for many years, as I adopted him right before moving out of my parents’. Four moves, a wedding, house, other pets, and a kid later—we had grown up together. He was gentle, chatty, loyal, and always waiting for head nudge: Q-tip catcher, door greeter, string wrangler; a bonafide glutton in his prime, bug catcher (and releaser), and truly a friend to all creatures. A once in a lifetime pet. We’ll never forget your good nature, Jack aka Jay Bingle/Mr. Silky. 🖤 🐾 🐈‍⬛