Farewell to the 'Ambassadog of Hope'
Posted: Thursday, August 07, 2008 5:08 PM by Rina Raphael
It’s with great sadness that we mourn the loss of a beloved TODAY family member, Jack Rappaport. The “Ambassadog of Hope” passed away in the loving arms of his mom and TODAY entertainment correspondent/animal-rights reporter Jill Rappaport. Viewers across the country grew attached to Jack, a loveable symbol of perseverance for having survived osteosarcoma and the amputation of his cancer ridden-leg. From struggling as a pup on the street to overcoming life-threatening obstacles, Jack was an inspiration to everyone on the TODAY team. In response to the great outpouring of readers’ support, Jill had this to share:
Jack came to me as abandoned puppy over 13 years ago, and my life was changed forever. He was the sweetest dog you would ever want to meet or as I like to say "a lab living in a Shepherd's body" and he hated when you fussed over him. Two years ago, at 11 1/2 years old, my beautiful Jack got bone cancer.
He had to have his front left leg amputated, six rounds of chemo, and constant fussing and worrying from me, his nervous, over-protective mommy. He not only survived this dreaded disease, but he had a unbelievable quality of life afterwards -- chasing deer, digging holes, chewing bones (he even managed to learn to hold a huge rawhide stick with one paw!) and playing with his four canine siblings. His story was featured on TODAY twice and featured on “Oprah,” and the story received countless emails from around the world. He was chosen to become "The Ambassadog of Hope" for animal cancer and now, Jack's story is being made into a children's book coming out next spring called "Jack and Jill: The Miracle Dog With A Tail To Tell," which incorporates the message that people of all ages -- even if you are not "whole" -- can still be very happy. And Jack was that -- happy as can be, but in the end, his tired body just gave out. This miracle dog fought right to his very last breath.
He had been in an emergency facility for six days, with many ups and downs. At one point, we thought he would beat this trauma too and bring him home. But Jack took a terrible turn for the worse, and my only concern was getting him home. I did not want him to die with strangers in a scary place. So I bought an oxygen tank to transport him home in my car, got him back home, let him see his farm -- the horses and his brothers and sisters that he loved so much. He got to smell the fresh air, feel the sunlight on his face, and then I kissed my beautiful Jack goodbye for the last time. My only comfort is knowing he is in heaven now, chasing deer on all four legs, and free of heart disease. Jack was my child, my best friend, my soulmate, and a true hero, right to the end.
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