Icing on the Cake

Jack is missing. Jack is my black cat that I have had since the day he was born. I was the one to pull the amneotic sack from around him when his feral cat mother shoved him away from her after she gave birth to him. I was the one that rubbed his tiny little body, crying and praying for him to breathe. Trembling, I held this tiny little black kitten in my hands crying tears of joy that he made it.

Jack is my black cat that I have had since the day he was born. I was the one to pull the amniotic sack from around him when his feral cat mother shoved him away from her after she gave birth to him. I was the one that rubbed his tiny little body, crying and praying for him to breathe. Trembling, I held this tiny little black kitten in my hands crying tears of joy that he made it.

This was about a year and a half ago. July 3, 2014, was when Saucy Jack the Ripper was born, and with my assistance began his life. I put him back with his mother and made her nurse him, and between my feeding and hers Jack grew into a healthy kitten, larger than his other siblings.

When he was six weeks old, I bought my wife a ferret for her birthday which she named Abby. I didn’t want Jack to be scared or agressive to any animal, so I started introducing him to every animal I could find. Abby was one of the first. The quickly became friends and loved to play together. When Jack was just a kitten Abby was nearly twice his size. She would roll herself around him and squeak him, but when Jack got older he started doing that to her.

I taught Jack to come when I call his name or whistle and he even sits on command for treats. He was the first animal I really started getting attached to since I lost Random, my German Shepard/American Bulldog mix. I still haven’t really gotten over losing Random, he was my best friend, we went everywhere together.

Now I’ve lost Jack.

He is housebroken, so I don’t have to worry with a litter box. He went to the door to be let outside and that was the last time I saw him. This was about a day before Christmas. Around Christmas time, we started having really bad weather here, there’s been a lot of rain and massive flooding. He’s went catting off for a day, day and a half at the longest; but he’s never been gone this long.

To end my beyond shity year, I’ve lost my Jack. My heart hurts, and it gets worse every time my mother-in-law’s stupid ass cat comes to my door and meows like Jack used to. I keep running to the doors and throwing them open hoping, praying, that I’ll be greeted by a pushy black panther looking cat.

I just want Jack to come home…
Why can I never keep a pet? Since I was a kid, whenever I got attached to an animal for some reason or another I lose them. The same pain over and over.

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