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Jake the Cat was born in 1987 in Central Pennsylvania, a tough, blue collar railroad community and was adopted by Martin Colello (brother of the famous and handsome Rick Colello). They lived in Pittsburgh while Martin attended the prestigious Computer Technical Institute. Times were tough for Jake here as Martin's roommates (two idiots) didn't like him and abused him. He was forced to consistently fight back and learned quickly to distrust everyone. The early experience in Pittsburgh shaped Jake's life long personality.

After Martin's graduation, he left Pittsburgh to go back to Altoona, PA, and of course Jake went with him. Jake did not find pleasure in the Colello Family Home. They already had a dominant cat (Tammy) and a pesky dog (Sandy). Jake never backed down from either one and before too long; Tammy avoided Jake at all costs. Sandy on the other hand was too stupid to realize the power and aggressiveness of Jake and took many beatings, sometimes three per day. The Colello family didn't take to Jake's spirited (mean) personality and Jake ended up living in the cellar of the old home.

One day Rick Colello came home to visit with his then girlfriend Kristi Graham. They were currently living in Pittsburgh in an inexpensive (disgusting) rental home with 3 other people. For some reason, Jake loved Kristi immediately. Jake had never even liked anyone else, so it came to no surprise that the mother of the home, Patty Colello, offered Jake to Kristi. Kristi immediately accepted the tough cat, much to Rick's objections. Two days later, Jake was back in Pittsburgh, living primarily in Kristi's bedroom, along with many other men (just kidding of course). Jake spent two years in the cheap rental home of five college students. He did not like Kristi's roommates, so he did not leave her room often. Depressed and angry, Jake gained a lot of weight, so much that his belly rubbed the floor as he walked. He went from 10 to 16 pounds living with Kristi. Jake was in the early stages of diabetes.

When Kristi graduated college (7 years), she headed out west (Wyoming) to again move in with all around great guy, Rick Colello. Rick was living with a roommate (Brian) and another cat (Bootsy). You would think that Rick, Brian, and Bootsy sounded very much like a gay household, but you would be entirely wrong. Jake liked Cheyenne and even got along with Bootsy for a while. After 9 months, Kristi and Brian were not getting along, so Rick was forced to buy his partner out (kick him out) of the home. With Brian and Bootsy out of the picture, Jake was in his glory, but only for a little while. When Rick+Kristi brought home the 100-pound monster (Ginger), Jake's world was turned upside down forever. As soon as Ginger walked in the door, Jake bloodied her nose with a few strategic strikes. Rick then spent the rest of the night coaxing Ginger out of the corner of the bedroom. Jake continued to grow larger (18 lbs) in Wyoming and by the time he left was dependent on insulin shots twice per day.

After Rick left the Air Force, the family made several moves, much to the displeasure of Jake. He did not like the long rides in the car as they made him sick. He vomited and soiled himself often, increasing the frustration levels of Rick exponentially. They settled in Birmingham, Alabama for 6 months and Jake liked it there. They had a big house with air conditioning, and he could go into the garage and chase the cockroaches that were almost as big as he was. Soon it was off to Pensacola, where again Jake found happiness. They had a nice home with a fenced-in yard. Jake spent a lot of time stalking prey (mostly frogs) in their back yard.

When Rick decided to quit the bank (insider trading), the family went back to the Northeast and settled in Delaware. By this time, something called the "A"-Train was making Jake's life miserable. Jake could not even get something to eat without the "A" Train chasing him down and pulling his tail. Jake's health started to decline in Delaware as he began losing weight. Over the next two years, he steadily lost 11 pounds and became a skinny old cat right before our eyes. Although old, skinny, and weak, he always had time to scratch or bite you when you weren't looking. Yesterday, I buried Jake a few hundred feet from his home.

Jake the Cat, dead at 16.

What people are saying:

This is sad news, but you did an excellent job with the obituary. I'm still not sure about the gay household of Rick, Brian, and Bootsy, especially with a name like Bootsy. Right now in my life, everyone is suspect, as Rocky would say. (Dan Holt)

Rick,

I am so sorry to hear about the sad passing of Jake. At least he led a long life unlike his predecessor Albert who was run over the day we were leaving for the beach by some crazy lady named Lori!

Mark

PS Now your can afford some food for your little boy since you don't have to spend all your free cash on insulin. (Mark Andrews)

This is a moving and fitting representation of Jake's life, although descriptions of the early years are highly inaccurate and exaggerated. This was a well-traveled and worldly animal who brought laughter to those around him, at least as often as he struck fear into the hearts of fellow pets. Jake (aka "The Snake") will always be remembered fondly, and with him the list of truly tough cats is brought to an end. I'm sure the Colello household will one day have room for another cat, but none will ever be found who can replace Jake, who was truly one of a kind.

-Martin Colello

That was most enjoyable. Poor Jake.

-Jenny Wright

Sorry to hear about your family's loss. Jake lived a long life and took great pleasure in every swat he took at your ankles..... especially when you weren't wearing socks.... I know he'll be missed. (John Halloran)

I am sorry to hear of your loss. I am afraid my "Sammy" is declining as well. I think he may have a touch of the "Mad Squirrel". He hasn't been the same since a couple of weeks ago when he ate one of them tree rats. He is a KILLER. Anyway, I am sure Jake never recovered from hearing Terrets Boy screaming obscenities at the top of his lungs during poker night. That would have an effect on anything, man or beast.

Take care. (Dan Blakely)

Sad News. I have made a substantial donation to the Feline Diabetes Association of America in Jake's name. Please feel free to donate as well:

http://www.felinediabetes.com

I'll never forget the time my roommate Steve Biddle and I watched Jake the Cat for one long painful week (also giving the false appearance of a gay household). It was so cute how Jake refused to come out of the fireplace for days and tore my hand to shreds every time I tried to feed him. I now realize that he was not angry with me, just low on blood sugar. He will be missed.

Ben Wright


	Jake the Cat contributed by Rick Colello Jake the Cat was born in 1987 in Central Pennsylvania, a tough, blue collar railroad community and was adopted by Martin Colello (brother of the famous and handsome Rick Colello). They lived in Pittsburgh while Martin attended the prestigious Computer Technical Institute. Times were tough for Jake here as Martin's roommates (two idiots) didn't like him and abused him. He was forced to consistently fight back and learned quickly to distrust everyone. The early experience in Pittsburgh shaped Jake's life long personality. After Martin's graduation, he left Pittsburgh to go back to Altoona, PA, and of course Jake went with him. Jake did not find pleasure in the Colello Family Home. They already had a dominant cat (Tammy) and a pesky dog (Sandy). Jake never backed down from either one and before too long; Tammy avoided Jake at all costs. Sandy on the other hand was too stupid to realize the power and aggressiveness of Jake and took many beatings, sometimes three per day. The Colello family didn't take to Jake's spirited (mean) personality and Jake ended up living in the cellar of the old home. One day Rick Colello came home to visit with his then girlfriend Kristi Graham. They were currently living in Pittsburgh in an inexpensive (disgusting) rental home with 3 other people. For some reason, Jake loved Kristi immediately. Jake had never even liked anyone else, so it came to no surprise that the mother of the home, Patty Colello, offered Jake to Kristi. Kristi immediately accepted the tough cat, much to Rick's objections. Two days later, Jake was back in Pittsburgh, living primarily in Kristi's bedroom, along with many other men (just kidding of course). Jake spent two years in the cheap rental home of five college students. He did not like Kristi's roommates, so he did not leave her room often. Depressed and angry, Jake gained a lot of weight, so much that his belly rubbed the floor as he walked. He went from 10 to 16 pounds living with Kristi. Jake was in the early stages of diabetes. When Kristi graduated college (7 years), she headed out west (Wyoming) to again move in with all around great guy, Rick Colello. Rick was living with a roommate (Brian) and another cat (Bootsy). You would think that Rick, Brian, and Bootsy sounded very much like a gay household, but you would be entirely wrong. Jake liked Cheyenne and even got along with Bootsy for a while. After 9 months, Kristi and Brian were not getting along, so Rick was forced to buy his partner out (kick him out) of the home. With Brian and Bootsy out of the picture, Jake was in his glory, but only for a little while. When Rick+Kristi brought home the 100-pound monster (Ginger), Jake's world was turned upside down forever. As soon as Ginger walked in the door, Jake bloodied her nose with a few strategic strikes. Rick then spent the rest of the night coaxing Ginger out of the corner of the bedroom. Jake continued to grow larger (18 lbs) in Wyoming and by the time he left was dependent on insulin shots twice per day. After Rick left the Air Force, the family made several moves, much to the displeasure of Jake. He did not like the long rides in the car as they made him sick. He vomited and soiled himself often, increasing the frustration levels of Rick exponentially. They settled in Birmingham, Alabama for 6 months and Jake liked it there. They had a big house with air conditioning, and he could go into the garage and chase the cockroaches that were almost as big as he was. Soon it was off to Pensacola, where again Jake found happiness. They had a nice home with a fenced-in yard. Jake spent a lot of time stalking prey (mostly frogs) in their back yard. When Rick decided to quit the bank (insider trading), the family went back to the Northeast and settled in Delaware. By this time, something called the "A"-Train was making Jake's life miserable. Jake could not even get something to eat without the "A" Train chasing him down and pulling his tail. Jake's health started to decline in Delaware as he began losing weight. Over the next two years, he steadily lost 11 pounds and became a skinny old cat right before our eyes. Although old, skinny, and weak, he always had time to scratch or bite you when you weren't looking. Yesterday, I buried Jake a few hundred feet from his home. Jake the Cat, dead at 16. What people are saying: This is sad news, but you did an excellent job with the obituary. I'm still not sure about the gay household of Rick, Brian, and Bootsy, especially with a name like Bootsy. Right now in my life, everyone is suspect, as Rocky would say. (Dan Holt) Rick, I am so sorry to hear about the sad passing of Jake. At least he led a long life unlike his predecessor Albert who was run over the day we were leaving for the beach by some crazy lady named Lori! Mark PS Now your can afford some food for your little boy since you don't have to spend all your free cash on insulin. (Mark Andrews) This is a moving and fitting representation of Jake's life, although descriptions of the early years are highly inaccurate and exaggerated. This was a well-traveled and worldly animal who brought laughter to those around him, at least as often as he struck fear into the hearts of fellow pets. Jake (aka "The Snake") will always be remembered fondly, and with him the list of truly tough cats is brought to an end. I'm sure the Colello household will one day have room for another cat, but none will ever be found who can replace Jake, who was truly one of a kind. -Martin Colello That was most enjoyable. Poor Jake. -Jenny Wright Sorry to hear about your family's loss. Jake lived a long life and took great pleasure in every swat he took at your ankles..... especially when you weren't wearing socks.... I know he'll be missed. (John Halloran) I am sorry to hear of your loss. I am afraid my "Sammy" is declining as well. I think he may have a touch of the "Mad Squirrel". He hasn't been the same since a couple of weeks ago when he ate one of them tree rats. He is a KILLER. Anyway, I am sure Jake never recovered from hearing Terrets Boy screaming obscenities at the top of his lungs during poker night. That would have an effect on anything, man or beast. Take care. (Dan Blakely) Sad News. I have made a substantial donation to the Feline Diabetes Association of America in Jake's name. Please feel free to donate as well: http://www.felinediabetes.com I'll never forget the time my roommate Steve Biddle and I watched Jake the Cat for one long painful week (also giving the false appearance of a gay household). It was so cute how Jake refused to come out of the fireplace for days and tore my hand to shreds every time I tried to feed him. I now realize that he was not angry with me, just low on blood sugar. He will be missed. Ben Wright