#the real jack jack cat

[4-trenchcoat-cats]

Long Post. TW Pet Loss.

Today we made the difficult decision to let Jack go. I've been meaning to do an introduction post for a while complete with pictures, but I hadn't gotten around to it. Jack is the cat in my icon at least, so there's one of the cutest pics I have of him. Most of the other cute ones are from when he was asleep or didn't know I was photographing him. He was very protective of his image, and it helped that he was born during a time when cameras still couldn't capture the void essence very well.

He was the king of the house, ruler of the roost, and grade-A asshole that controlled our lives (in the best way possible of course). There really aren't words to describe what our lives are going to be like now because we have no idea. He's the one who determined meal times for the entire house, snuggles VS no snuggles, and when I should actually wake up when it wasn't a work day. He would regularly take over my bed in his later years, and he spent the bulk of his earlier ones being kept out of places (unsuccessfully).

There are so many stories I could tell about him, but since this is my first time talking about the actual 4-trenchcoat-cats, I'll give everyone his introduction to us. It's only fitting folks see how it all began.

Picture it, 2009. We still had our larger dog then, and she spent her days sunning in our front yard whenever it was cool enough (and hoping we'd forget her when it rained). She was our ruler back then, and one day we noticed her eying our wood pile with considerable interest. There was no getting her away from it.

Then we heard it, sharp meows that could only come from the tiniest of kittens. He was the shade of the shadows and blended in well, but we spotted him, and knowing he couldn't fend for himself, we brought him inside.

We were a dogs-only household, firmly dog people. We'd started feeding some outside cats, but we'd never had one indoors. And now this little black menace was demanding food and attention, and well, we fell for it. I guess he always knew this was where he was supposed to be, and it's also one of the best origin stories of the lot seeing that the others just sort of showed up.

It's also only fitting he passed now. We lost that dog the following Thanksgiving, and now we've said goodbye to him just short of Christmas. I think the two of them wanted to be remembered, and I'm grateful for that. If it weren't for Facebook memories, I wouldn't be able to keep up.

He'll be our first that we cremate. It's only fitting that his final resting place be where he can watch us and judge us for our poor life choices, watch over our mealtimes with a hawk-like eye, and probably haunt us a little because why not? A guy has to have hobbies.

He leaves behind a sissy who doesn't know what to do with herself at. all., but I'm managing. Our two human parents who are also at a state of What Now? after so many years of trying to keep him alive, this was not a short journey. Lastly, the now three trenchcoat cats are going to do their best to honor his memory, but I just know they'll come up a little short. A new era is beginning, and I don't think it's hit them yet. I don't think it ever will if I'm being honest. How do you move on after a purricane/clawnado/meowquake rattles your life for so long?

I'm off from work so I already was planning on spending less time here (thank you satellite internet), but I don't see things changing much when I do get good browsing time again. I will forever see black cats as #jack jack cats, and any antics I come across with #jack jack energy need to be noted dutifully. I will honor his memory by pretending to carry on like something earth-shattering hasn't hit us at full force.

And, for good measure because every obituary should have a good picture, here's a proper picture of my boy taking over my bed and living his best life.

Goodbye, Sir Jack. I can't wait to see you again<3

[egophiliac]

A guy who just wake up from a coma -> what did i miss?

Pomefiore was the last plot i follow before real life made me forget about our silly boys. How bad has the plot become now for our gang? Also who is that Gojo looking guy?

anon, I am so sorry and I mean this in the best way, but I do think episode 5 is the absolute funniest place to have stopped following Twst because shit starts escalating SO fast after that. episode 6 literally starts with a secret government shadow agency breaking down our doors and kidnapping students. zero to a million instantly.

and like...that's not even the zaniest thing so far? Ortho's hacked into the collective human unconscious. there's time travel (sort of). "Crowley might be Malleus' long-lost father" is a serious theory. if you'd told me any of this back pre-episode 6, I would have asked for the link to this unbelievable but highly intriguing fanfic.

also, episode 7 gave us (and then immediately took away 😔) the best character in the whole story:

[halloween-sweets]

[tobystuck]

[rockhousejai]

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚜’𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎

Also in video format for funsies

[uss-genderprise]

torchwood cats!!!

these have been sitting in my drive for ages but i decided i had to redo john and ianto so i put off posting for ages. these are some of my earliest digital drawings. also they're all based on real possible cat colours :3

[adrianna-illustrations]

I didn’t post this on the actual hourly comic day is because I was working :////

[therehearsal2022]

my sona/jordan/andy/jack [mcbrayer]/conan animal fancasts for a fake cartoon about them working at NBC/TBS which is an entirely normal thing to think about btw. i think conan wants to be a cat so badly that depriving him of that would shrimply be cruel however other than the manx cat there aremt really any breeds of cat or wildcats that come from ireland. there also are not any wildcats in boston with the exception of the bobcat, which i feel fits even less. stoats or foxes are a possibility there but idk if im feeling it. anyway spiritually he is one of those really regal and elegant but extremely bitchy pampered white persian cats but ive settled on oriental shorthair or manx for physical resemblances sake

[tomoleary]

Jack Davis "Dig That Cat...He's Real Gone!" Ulric the Undying EC Pre-code horror tale (1953) Source

[lemoneaorthingsiguess]

I haven't yapped anything about this but listen ☝️

[multishipperbish]

i don't know how this would work vis-à-vis the island at all lmao. maybe some metaphor about how the dragonets of destiny are forced to fix the war alone even though they're kids ++ something about the LOTF kids being. kids. whatever. i just wanted to draw some dragons chat. close ups under cut cause i'm proud of these dragons finally

[soupsysoup]

Back with more HCs, but for Calico Jack!! Might add some more later. I should also say that I was able to finish as much as I could of the octonauts. I still need to watch Season of the of series as well as 3 and 4 of A&B. I might also go back and watch Calico-centric episodes to see if I can come up with more

Head Canon >_<

-Polyamorous/Pansexual

-Messy lovelife, but settled down when he found out that he accidentally got one of his mistresses pregnant. (Partly based off of the real Calico Jack)

-The kid died yrs later during a ship wreck (or maybe she's still alive??)

-Was known as a ruthless fucker, but settled down a bit after having a kid. And completely stopped for Kwazii.

-Tried to be a good father, but wasn't the best one. He's an even better Grandfather though.

-I may or may not, lowkey, ship Natquick and Callie, bc why not??

-I think eye problems run in the family, like, I think both him and Kwazii have some light sensitivity in their respective eyes. They can see out of them, they're just weirdly sensitive to light. (No, it's not bc of the eye patches)

-I saw someone else headcanon that he lost his leg in a monster attack, and I absolutely agree

-a tad scrawny from his time in the Amazon.

-Desperately wanted to write to Kwazii, but the letters were either lost, or he just didn't send them

-Gave him a gold tooth, bc why not??

-Taught Kwazii how to sword fight when he was younger.

-Wasn't the most present, but made a point to try to visit Kwazii at least once a year

-It's a wonder how his leg hasn't broken yet, like genuinely.

-Saw a headcanon that he can't sleep in complete quiet, and I agree. I also think he'd sleep on the side with his bad eye(Like how Zuko from ATLA sleeps around people he doesn't trust)

-Either sleeps, curled up in a ball, or on his back, ready for action

-Is prepared to kill for anyone he loves

-Stupidly proud of Kwazii, and if it's brought up, he'll brag for hours abt how proud he is of Kwazii.

-Likes singing Sea Shanties with Barnacles and Kwazii. The ones he sings have slightly different lyrics than Barnacles

-From the Carribeans, but has Asian descent

-Walks with a weird limp because of his peg leg

-Him and Kwazii look so similar, it's scary.

Again, I plan to probably add some later, idrk.

[owlbelly]

really really fun to spend all day anxious & then have to stop cooking dinner to evacuate the house because of a possible gas leak (??? stove malfunction?? propane company fuck-up?? we don't know)

we're all okay, gas is shut off, i need to be on the phone a lot tomorrow. i'm so tired

[airandangels]

I like how in Prodigy a major part of the slightly cracked older Wesley's motivation for saving the universe is "My mom lives here."

[doctortoothless]

My husband and I, with our cat, were watching an episode of Bones. In the episode, Zack had a robot that responded to voice commands, but they were screwed up, and he was trying to fix them. At one point, the robot was standing there and Hodgins shouts, "Sit!" The robot walked off the table. I turned to my husband and said, "That would be you." He agreed, then shouted sit. Our cat stood up from sitting on his shoulder, climbed down his chest, walked across his leg, jumped down from his knee, and walked out of the room. We laughed so hard.

[ssstupid-sssnake]

Watching katie'sss ssstream right now and I couldn't resssissst drawing them