My very dear Jack

Jack climbed in the window in 2003 and he decided to stay. He has been such a darling, and has always been rather podgy. We have a close bond, and the cold hand of fear is clutching at my heart.

He has lost weight, but his tummy is distended and hard. He can't jump up on things too well any more. I had decided to take him to the Vet when I get paid next week, but the old chap seems to be in some discomfort now. He will have to go to the Vet tomorrow and I will ask my son in law to take us because I will need someone if it is going to be the news that I dread.

Look at him and see what a sweetie my dear old friend is.