Jack arrived at our house in 2007 as the result of me looking at DogPages in the wee small hours and convincing the family that we needed to give this poor old soul a place to rest his weary head in his last remaining years (their words).
This was the picture that went with the advert. He was aged at about 9 years old and had been found wandering the streets of Hereford.
So what arrived on our door was very different dog from that advertised. Not old and creaky at all.
Jack from Day 1 was a very enthusiastic member of our family.
He mostly played nicely with our other Patterdale terrier, BeAnne, though they could squabble but never any injury (this is a great game).
He always tried his best to be a stalwart and upstanding boy.
His greatest pleasure was hunting bunny rabbits and listening to dry stone dykes (walls) – it was the birds he heard. He was also a very keen mouser.
I forget how active he was in those days.
There was also a lot of a-buggering off and sending some poor person out to look for him. He spent much time with my neighbours who luckily adored him.
Now seven years on, he has slowed right down. He sleeps most of the day and but manages to go out on a walk except for very harsh days. He is blind, senile and almost continent.
The vet said think of 5 things that make him happy…..
1. 8 o’clock breakfast
2. 5 o’clock supper
3. Thinking about breakfast
4. Thinking about supper
5. Open doors
He was off his feet yesterday and we so nearly made The Decision. Today, he rallied and he enthusiastically (for him) went on a spritely walk.
Dear old Jack-et Potato.