You can give way to the grief — or you can give thanks that you loved enough to grieve. — Ann Voskamp
There are no words that can fully capture our sorrow or what Jack meant to our family. I’m so sorry — I know this is hard because you loved him, too.
For thirteen years so many of you shared in Jack’s life. Whether you met him in person or followed his adventures here on the blog and social media, he brought laughter and warmth to all of us.
My sister always said she loved that Jack put his whole self into his bark, and that was true of everything he did. He wasn’t merely present — he was fully engaged in our days and woven into our family life.
Whether he was stealing a starfish from my garland, sneaking ornaments off the Christmas tree, or pilfering napkins from laps, Jack kept us on our toes. He was always the life of the party — not out of mischief alone but because he loved to make people laugh and to connect. If you didn’t notice what he had in his mouth he’d drop it quickly; he was equally content to curl up beside you and rest his head on your lap.
Jack found a way to create connections with everyone. He loved watching TV with the family — especially dog shows — and would squeeze in between us on the couch. Each morning he was the first to greet me: even if he was asleep, he’d open his eyes as I passed and lift a paw to shake my hand.
He never wanted to be alone; Jack insisted on being where people were and wanted to share every experience. He enjoyed car rides (and comforting Lily on the way), walks in the woods, beach outings, and any trip that included his family.
Jack stood with us through loss, comforted us during hard times, and helped create joyful memories in the good seasons.
Over the years he welcomed every new family member with open paws — spouses, babies, and puppies — and he loved them all well.
Even in his final hours, when he lacked the strength to stand, walk, or bark, his spirit remained. When our children and grandson came to see him, his eyes brightened, he lifted his head to greet them, and he wagged his tail.
Our kids were Jack’s greatest joy. He made sure they always felt loved, and they returned that love fully until the end.
We are grateful that Jack came into our lives and let us experience that kind of love. I wish with all my heart he could have stayed longer — we miss him beyond words. There have been many tears, but also deep gratitude for the seasons we shared and the lasting impact he made on our lives.
Across thirteen years Jack taught us how to live fully. He embraced every experience, showed love without reservation, sought out connections, made unforgettable memories, welcomed everyone, and stayed by our side through both laughter and sorrow. He reminded us that a meaningful life includes both joy and grief, and that showing up for one another is what matters most.
We are heartbroken, and we know our grief is deep because Jack loved us deeply and we loved him. For that, and for the time we had together, we are thankful.
Thank you for loving Jack — and Lily — too.
