Jake aka Cuddlebug

2013 - 2023

Jake came into my life 5 years ago when I visited the SPCA in Wpg. I believe that he chose me to be his companion. I went to several cat enclosures and I could not find a connection until I went into Jake's enclosure. I was told that he was anti social and hiding a lot and they were not sure if he was adoptable yet. I decided to go in regardless and he came out of his hiding the minute I sat down. And he came on my lap and rubbed himself, purred so loud and the drooling LOL it wad insane. I stayed there for 20 min and left. He went to the window perch and looked at me sad. The volunteer said that he had not acted like that to anyone so it was weird and that he seems to want to be with me. I decided to adopt him on the spot so he could be Hobbes play friend.

He had quite the strong personality and was very present in our house. At first it was a challenge for him and Peanut (13 years old master of the house at the time now 18) but Hobbes (5 years old now 10) adopted him right away. Jake always beat to his own drums, did Jake things, he was independent. Jake played a lot and was a bundle of energy. He would play with his back legs destroying the toys by stamping on them over and over. It was funny. Peanut was the King of the land, Hobbes the Jester and Jake was the Lord that came to invade the kingdom and topple over the King but never won. They tolerated each others with some random swapping of a paw fm Peanut toward Jake. Hobbes, being a typical orange cat, was friend with both playing often with Jake. Hobbes is a big fat orange cat that is a lovely giant.

Suffering from depression and PTSD Jake was always there when I would have episodes or triggers. He knew exactly when I needed some love and when I needed to move by doing is self-serving petting move with drool.

Jake favourite place was ME but he loved the windows also. He was always on my chest, legs or close to me. He was my bathroom buddy, he would welcome me home and tell me his day and tattletale on Hobbes and Peanut, he would game or work fm home with me, at 3am he would always wake me up for forced loving or he would do some self-serving petting with my hands that were out. He was always close to me chatting away, we had our fair of arguments for the balcony door or the cat door to the catio when it was minus 30. I never had a cat that was so vocal before. But I was always proud of him when we would go to Tuxedo Clinic and they would always say he is such a good cat, and I would reply yes he is and I am so lucky. When we discovered his cancer I went through so many emotions of guilt for not paying attention close enough to sadness that I can't do anything for him. The best I could do was to send him off in a dignified way that would not cause him any stress.

Oh boy was I happy when i started contacting Sunset and spoke to Nicole and then Dr Rita came. Jake could not have a better send off, although I knew why Dr Rita came to my home for. She felt like a guess that came to visit Jake, it was all about Jake. Although I knew it was goodbyes to him her presence, her explanation, the way she was with Jake made the painful moment memorable and somewhat pleasant. When I carried him in the beautiful basket she brought to her car, it was the closure I needed. It was like his last trip somewhere. He was peacefully sleeping and he looked pain free and so beautiful ( he was always beautiful to me). I was hoping to pet him until he pass but somehow Peanut the King came and stood on top of him, protecting him so I was unable to pet him. Peanut finally moved and I noticed that Jake was not breathing anymore. King Peanut has given the unruly Lord the respect and protection he needed instead of ruthless swapping. I was shock but so moved by his gesture.

Now that he is gone, the apartment is so quiet and feels empty. Peanut and Hobbes are mostly sleeping being quiet. Not sure who I will argue with now or play game with. My bathroom trips are lonely and quick now. Jake my lovely cuddlebug, I love you very much and you are greatly missed. Hope to cross path with you again. Like Dr Rita said to me, JAKE, YOU rescued me, not the opposite.

Sylvie, Peanut and Hobbes