I went into my place to move the rest of my things out. I told the teen that was helping me that Jack was in my bedroom. She said is he suppose to be on his side? I said oh hes prob hiding on an angle again. Nope he was dead :(
I knew it was coming, as he had an infection that wasn't going away. He cut his back some how & it just kept getting worse & worse.. then he stopped eatting. I tried to medicate him but it didn't help. Chad thinks he was poisoned, as Mango was having issues for a couple of days (breathing funny).
Jack would have been 6yrs old at the end of the year. I've been in such a bitchy mood all week...
