Tucker would have been twelve years old today. Since he was born on Halloween, I always dressed him in costume and I told the little trick or treaters that came to my door that it was his birthday. The reaction from the littlest ones was priceless, they would tell him "Happy Birthday" and usually run and tell Mom or Dad, "It's the doggie's birthday." I'll miss that this year.
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Devil Prince |
Tucker's passing still brings me some worries; should I have taken him to the vet, could they have saved him, was he in real discomfort? I think I kind of knew in my heart though that it was his time and wanted to have a few more hours with him; I thought that if I took him the vet's office I might have had to make that last decision and would left the office without him and not had the chance to spend those last few hours with him.
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Tucker and big brother Gryffon |
I found this poem on line shortly after his passing to the Bridge. I had never seen this one before even though I looked for poems such as this when Ceilidh passed away. Perhaps my heart did hear the whispers of Tucker's voice. Tucker seemed to have a peaceful passing and even though I was with him, he went without a sound while I was asleep so I didn't actually see him leave on the journey.
While you could not speak the words,
I could hear the whispers of your voice.
Telling me it was time to go,
to celebrate your life and rejoice.
You decided it was time to go and
find your resting ground.
You lay down your tired head and
went without a sound.
In my heart I know you loved me,
as much as I loved you.
I pray you've found the peace,
that's helped to see me through.
I thank you for all the joy in my life
and the smiles you've brought to me.
May God guide you on your journey and
may your spirit always run free.
Thank you, Tucker, for all the wonderful memories!!
Happy 12th Birthday, Tucker!!
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Tucker and Ceilidh |
Fly free, Tucker Boo! See you on the other side.