Jackson Montgomery Delphia Carico Ruby
Feb. 14, 2006-Sept. 29, 2017
Jack was born in a holler in Pegram, Tennessee, just outside of Nashville. This was a place where dogs ran free, and he found the right car to run in front of one rainy day. After she stopped, the car's owner found him sitting in a drainage ditch next to the road, just about six weeks old. He was unharmed but emaciated, so she scooped him up and took him home. Once he was properly fattened up, she posted his picture to her friends in Michigan and asked who might come adopt a puppy? We hit the road that weekend, driving down to Tennessee to get him.
Jack was an escape artist, somehow managing to jump over four-foot fences with his compact frame. He had soulful brown eyes, ringed with guy liner. He was great at maintaining eye contact, it was how he communicated his love. His pointed ears were the stuff of legends, one pointing up and the other down. He had an unusual zig-zag pattern in the fur down his back that stood up when he was on alert. We were never able to figure out where it came from.
Jack was an unusual dog in that he was always taking care of his humans. He could stop any argument by pawing at our feet, making us look down into his eyes, dissipating all anger. His trust in people he loved was unqualified-he knew that he would never be harmed. He gave the best kisses, licking your wh0le face. He liked his comfort and enjoyed lying in his chair on the deck, overseeing the yard. Occasionally he would run after a squirrel or bird, but mostly he was content to soak up the sun.
Sadly, after being sick for about two weeks, Jack was diagnosed with advanced lymphoma. As sick as he was in his final days, he never lost his spirit. His tail still wagged when you approached, trying to comfort us as we spent our last days together. He wasn't much for non-family (though he loved his vet), but he loved other dogs, especially his sister-in-heaven, Stella, and his chosen sister, Noa. We know what he will be met by Stella at the Rainbow Bridge. She will greet him with a stuffed animal in her mouth, continuing her efforts to teach him to tug instead of just chewing it. They will be reunited, healthy, and overjoyed to see one another after all this time. Tails wagging wildly, their game of chase will never end.
--Written by Jack's pet parents