Jake Went to Heaven Today

Jake joined Zack in Heaven today (April 17, 2017 @ 4:32 pm). He was 14 1/2 years old.

Instead of having blood & urine labs done to rule out cancer, diabetes, kidney, liver, or thyroid disease, my husband & I decided to do the humane thing before Jake started suffering. He has had several accidents out of the litter box, he chewed the hair off the inside of his front legs, he was down to 6 1/2 lbs, and there were other symptoms as well.

I realize Jake might have had something treatable, but (1) would we be able to afford it and (2) would he have prolonged quality of life? I didn’t want him to be like Elliott, my first cat, who had surgery for cancer and then died 2 months later from liver cancer. Nor did I want him to be like Zack who had blood work & x-rays done and then didn’t come home w/us.

Our awesome 8-year-old granddaughter was at the Vet w/me. She made this for me when she spent the night w/us. . . .

In honor of our little miracle, here are my favorite photos. . . .

The Five Lives of Jake

One Life: Given 24 hours to live after bringing him home from the Oklahoma City Humane Society.
Two Lives: Ran out of the car and across Las Vegas Blvd. An 18-wheeler truck stopped traffic so that I could rescue him.
Three Lives: Mr. Escape Artist is always running outside and has stayed out all nite a few times. I will finally hear him at the door about 2 or 3am. Then, I can sleep.
Four Lives: Ate poisonous Lily plant in Oklahoma City.

I was supposed to adopt a female cat with no stripes; but w/that first little “Hmmm” when my husband walked in, Jake won him over.

So whatever nickname we call him (Jake Man, Little Man, Mr. Man, Mr. Wethead), home is wherever Jake decides to take a nap. . . .

And if Mr. Picky decides he does not like his food anymore, then Mom returns the unused bag and/or cans and buys something else. . . .

Bang, Bang, Bang!

Tessie hates loud noises. Sometimes when we’re inside, I’ll find her hiding in the bathroom if she hears a noise outside that scares her; or maybe, it’s the smoke alarm beeping telling us it’s time to change the battery. And other times when I take her downstairs to potty, she just pees and then immediately runs back upstairs if she hears the bang, bang, bang of construction down the hill from where we live.

A Tip From a Dog Trainer

I took Tessie out to potty the other day; and of course someone is near us, but that someone happens to be a dog trainer. So, I apologize for all the barking and explain that it’s the breed, plus she is very protective of me. Then, the lady starts talking to me as we’re walking the same way, but I can’t hear a thing she says over Tessie’s barking even though I keep trying to say “Shhh” to her. Finally, we get across the parking lot, and the lady stops at her car while I stop to throw a bag of trash in the trash bin.

And, here’s the tip. . . .
She told me to put my hand on Tessie when she starts barking and without saying a word. This will calm her down. If I were to say something, that would reinforce the bad behavior I want to stop. When she barks non-stop at people or dogs, she is nervous or scared.

I still say Tessie is protective of me though, because she doesn’t do this w/my husband. And according to the dog trainer, I’ve been doing it wrong for 5 years, so it may take awhile to train both Tessie & me. Of course, I think there are times when you want your dog to bark non-stop. They might be alerting you to danger nearby. Right???