We drove east out of Nashville On a pilgrimage to pick up JJ. ("JJ," "Junior," "Jack, Jr.") As we traveled, A rainbow hung in the sky above us. Mile after mile after mile, We watched it curve through the sky. What a joyful sign! From you, dear Jack? And then, a double rainbow ... And we knew that your spirit was traveling with us. You ... And all the company of furry, winged saints Were singing a blessing for the tiny pup Joining our family. Bless this new life. Bless this fa

Dear Jack, A year ago today we celebrated your 8th birthday, but you were not feeling well. A year ago tomorrow, you crossed the Rainbow Bridge and our hearts were broken. We still miss you … the click-click-click of your feet on the floor. Your giant bark that let us know we were not keeping up our part of the household agreement. We even miss the trail of water your beard left on the floor after you got a drink. And … you are still here in so many ways. When your Book of Bl

Bless this party, full of fun. And bless to me these friends. Bless this beautiful Spring day, And bless to me the sounds of laughter, of bird songs. Bless these snacks of cookies and lemonade, And bless to me the bags of dog treats. Bless these people gathering in celebration. And bless to me their love of dogs, of cats, Of creatures with which they share their lives. Bless our Jack, who still brings joy to the world. And bless to me his wee book of Celtic poems. Bless to me

Last night I dreamed of Jack. He was lost, but I knew he had Crossed the road And gone into the woods. I walked into the forest And climbed to the top of a pine tree. There was a nest there, Rocking like a cradle In the gentle breeze. The trees showed me the nest And told me he was safe, Gently rocked, Held close. When I got back to the ground I could see, far off, a circle of dancing women. White flowing dresses, Radiant warm light bathing them from above, Their arms swayed

As soon as we laid eyes on you
 Our hearts rushed in, unprotected,
 Held captive by you
 With your bright, smiling eyes. Even with your...

Dear Diary, I finally found out what Mom was doing Up There On the Table for A Very Very Long Time. Love, Jack

“More nutmeg?” “Exactly.”

I had my picture made with Mom. It is for “A Book.”

Sometimes you're so tired that it's best to see with your nose. -Jack

There was a bath. It was successful. Jack got to sleep on the bed. All is well.

Bless to me this chair This strong and safe chair Under which I hide At the doctor's office. Bless to me this chair And its durable seat That hides me from the Giant vet tech who threatens To pick me up And put me on the table. Bless to me this chair In its little corner And bless to me the treats I know are in the cabinet Come quickly, treats, Come quickly, come now.

Dear Jack, I hope you're having fun at Camp Tracy and that you are making lots of friends. I am having fun at my camp. This is a picture of a skunk. It is not a cat. It is not a squirrel. If you see one, do not chase it.

Jack and Sweetie watch Doggie Reality TV out the front door.

Happy New Year from Jack! We are so grateful for each of you and your presence in our lives this year! Jack sends a head hug!