A cruel week left us without our Jack. Hemangiosarcoma is an ugly, ugly word.
I can't write much more because I'm going to break into tears, and I'm in a cafe in San Diego awaiting my 30th high-school reunion. But maybe I can. He is an amazing dog. Beautiful, sweet, kind, the whole package. He isn't perfect. But he is (and no, I won't use the past tense) ours.
We miss and love you, sweet boy.
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