Little Kentucky Jack our rescue that rescued us
(Western New York, United States)
Jackson was from Kentucky. He came to us as a three year old – or so we thought – but our vet said ‘aren’t all dogs up for adoption around 3 or 4?’ tongue in cheek of course. Jack was transported to us and after his long ride north he got out of the car, licked my husband and off we went for a nice bath and dinner. He moved in and was our baby – no matter if he was older he was our little Jack. He slept with us and snored away the first night. He was a perfect snuggler, loved to play with toys, dug up our furniture before laying down but we loved watching him make such a production out of it we put covers on things instead of telling him he couldn’t do that. Who among us could refuse him anything? No one! A tug on a toy? SURE. An after dinner treat? YES! If we were leaving the house and going anywhere other than work he stood by the door and we included him. He just always wanted to be with his family.
If we did leave without him and arrived back home – there he would be making a joyful noise because he was a “talker”. He did not really bark on these occasions, but he did some little combo of a bark and howl that sounded like a real conversation. Our son was just fooling around one day and answered his yodel with something that sounded similar and he “answered” back and it became a sweet little exchange of happy Jack noises – schnauzer noise – so wonderful to hear.
A year ago in springtime a tumor appeared on his paw, we had it removed. Another tumor appeared 5 months later and we had that removed. He recovered nicely, went on with his joyful life, and then yes… another tumor only 5 months after that.. This time the vet amputated his leg and we prayed the cancer had not moved to his dear sweet body. Sadly… yes it did. A tumor on his spleen led to a swift departure. We sat under a tree, surrounded him, cuddled him, and cried as he slipped away. He was our first schnauzer. We took solace in the fact that he fully recovered from his amputation and was hopping beautifully on three legs and stealing hearts wherever he went.
Oh how we loved him and how he loved us. That little Jack brought happy with him wherever he was and we will remember him to the end of our lives.