A Tribute To Our Dog, River Jackson
A Tribute to River Jackson
River Jackson, or Jack as we called him, was a German Wirehaired Pointer. We picked him out of a litter of 4 males and 1 female when he was about 4 weeks old. If you have ever selected a dog, no matter the breed, from a litter of puppies you know how daunting a task that was. This was a pup that would be with us for a very long time and all those cute little puppy faces....well how do you pick just one?
We made our decision, put down a deposit and went home feeling exhuberant. We have a puppy!
Four weeks later we went to pick up our River Jackson. From that moment on we were in love with that dog.
Living with Jack
Our lives changed forever.
Having a puppy in the house was a lot of work but we enjoyed every minute of it. I would guess the potty training was the most time consuming because we had to keep our eyes on Jack all of the time. But, Jack exceeded all of our expectations. He was a fast learner and potty trained very easily. By the time he was 4 months old he was "speaking" (that's barking in human language) at the door when he wanted to go outside. He was also a very impatient dog. When he spoke we were to jump up immediately until we let him out the door. And, if we didn't? Well, his barking got louder.
Once we were confident in Jack's potty training he had the run of the house. He was king of our domain and he knew it. If we left him alone we discovered that he would lay on our bed until we got back. He didn't drink any water or eat the treat I would give him before we left. Once we were home it didn't take him long to fetch that treat and gobble it down.
Jack was guiding pheasant hunts by the time he was 6 months old. He took to hunting as he did with anything, very determined and focused. As his breed name suggests ( German Wirehaired Pointer ) Jack pointed the birds but to our amazement he also retrieved the birds. Not only did he retrieve but he seemed to know who brought the pheasant down and would deliver that bird to the feet of the shooter. Totally amazing.
We took Jack everywhere with us. He was very social and loved children. If we had an activity at church, other than the Sunday service, Jack went with us and greeted everyone with a sniff and a wag of the tail. Birthday parties at the grandchildrens, Jack was there getting his small taste of birthday cake and I might add, lots of attention. He loved to ride in the truck and look out the window. He especially got excited if we would see a squirrel or deer.
We miss him so very much. It has been a very difficult adjustment to make not having him with us. If you have lost a dog, you know exactly what I mean.
All About Jack
Our Serious Dog
Our Jack was a very serious dog with big, brown expressive eyes. You could look into his eyes and see joy, sadness and pain. I think all German Wirehaired Pointers have great eyes but I can tell you that Jack literally talked to you through his eyes.
We knew when he was happy and excited. His eyes would just sparkle. He knew the night before he was going on a pheasant hunt that he was going hunting the next morning. How he knew, well, we will never know but he knew. He stuck to you like glue and once you got the hunting gear around he just couldn't stand still.
We knew when he was sad. His eyes would look downcast and blue. If we had to go somewhere and couldn't take Jack with us we would have to say " Sorry, Jack but you need to stay home". You could almost see the tears in his eyes.
We knew when he was not feeling well. His eyes got small and he wouldn't look you in the eye. He wanted to be close to you but he wouldn't look at you. Oh, those eyes, those beautiful brown eyes.
Jack was a serious dog. Oh, he liked to play but his play was serious. He meant business when he chased that frisbee. He meant business when he played tug-of-war. And he certainly meant business while out hunting.
Whatever Jack was doing, he was doing it in a determined and focused way and he was doing it to the very best of his ability.
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The Final Chapter
Loving a Dog Named Jack
By now you know how much we loved our dog named Jack. He was so special, so smart and so loving. Sometimes it felt like Jack knew what you were going to do before you did. I really can't explain it but he would beat you to where you were going to be. He knew so many "human" words. You need a bath and he would beat you to the bathroom and be sitting in the tub when you got there. We're going out the front door and he would beat you to that door. Time to go to bed and he would find his bed and be sleeping by the time you got there. I just can't express in words how special this dog was, not only to us but to all who knew him.
Back in October of 2012 Jack showed signs of not feeling well. Those eyes got sad, the first sign that something was wrong. Then he wouldn't eat. Well, now you know something is wrong. By the end of the first day without food and very little water, we called the Vet. We had him to the Vet within a half hour. We didn't want to leave him but they needed to run tests so reluctantly we went home without our Jack. The vet's office called telling us that they could not find the source of his illness and that we needed to take him somewhere with more advance equipment. We went to pick Jack up and to an animal hospital. It is now day 3 and with some fluids given thru the veins he is a little more perky. We get a temporary high thinking all will be well. But, the next day he is even worse. Now he doesn't want to move. Day 4 and we are back to the Vet and more tests, more blood work. We are starting to think he is suffering too much but if there is a solution??? What to do, what to do. Day 5 and now Jack will not eat, drink water or move. The inside of his ears are yellow. His body is shutting down. It's time to give Jack some relief and not let him suffer anymore. Yes, we made the decision to have him put to sleep.
Jack was only 6 years old when he died. Too young but cancer strikes animals too and that is what took our beloved Jack from us. He had Cancer!
It was awful for us but Jack is no longer suffering. He died in our arms very peacefully. That was October 23rd, 2012. I still cry tears of sorrow for our beloved Jack. How my heart hurts. But I believe our Jack is in Heaven and we will be reunited one day. We love you Jack. You are gone but you will never be forgotten!
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