Friday morning we lost Jack Kerouac. He was fine and then he was just really sick. Nico rushed him to the vet, but he passed in the exam room waiting on the vet. They are pretty sure that he “got into something” on one of his kitty adventures. We are pretty heartbroken. He would be 7 years old in October.
He was excellent with Ronin from the very start.

The two of them this summer.
Ronin trying to ride him on one of his favorite nap spots, the changing table.
He will be sadly missed.
