Monday, April 25, 2011
I remember in October, 2000, Yolanda took Ashley and I to the SPCA Animal Shelter in Yuba city. Holding Ashley's then 8 year old hand as we walked the hall passing cages searching for a companion for she and I. Mostly for me. I had a prescription from my Dr. to get a small dog to help assist me in hearing when someone knocked at our door. Being in a rough neighborhood on our own, shortly after splitting with Ashley's Dad, Jack I worried someone would enter my home during the night and I not be able to hear the entering.
You, my dear boy, made it be known, your immediate love and attractions for us and her then squealing voice that you wanted to go home with us. We rescued you. You wagged your tail giving out a barking yelp that you, so wanted some loving attention. We walked you on the shelter grass with a leash and collar to test you out and you were perfect in size and all that mattered for me. We paid and took you home.
I love you my old boy, just as much now as I ever did. I remember you so hated men of any size or color being near me and Ash. You would growl and bark and then charge at them. I remember how you were with Doug, Yolanda's then B/F. You so hated him and would bark nonstop and growl at his mean look according to your eyes. It's just your bodyguard image I guess. You never in all the 11 years that we had you let anyone enter my home at an odd hour of the night or hurt me or Ashley. You protected us so well.
I remember how you liked swimming in Jack's pool in summer time. Jumping in the deep end and swim to the steps and climimbiang out all on your own when the temps hit over 100 degrees. You loved cooling off.
When we moved north to Oregon you really had a hard time adjusting to the colder winters. You would shiver and try to get under my blankets. You truly love my electric bolanket.
I am so very proud of you. My vision failing and applying for your sister Leone to help me when I go out in public. Stories Robert would tell me when I was away in school for a month that you slept in the car peacefully when he went into the store because you knew robert would always come back for you. You bonded so well with him. Your unconditional love for robert as your daddy. Your cataract eyes as they admiringly look up for him as he talks to you. You are so sweet and mean a lot to all of us. Your acceptance and love for Leone as you in your old age of 15 years would chase that big ol' girl around the living room and kitchen just to scare her and show her you are "the MAN of the house"
Do you remember, Tuffers, We would take you to all the Dragon boat races and you would hang with the "Big Guide Dogs" and pretend to be one of them? They didn't mind the fact you were only 14" long & a little alrger than a Chiuaua. You fit right in and guarded the "Blind Ambition" tent keeping the passing bad boys like Dobies and Pitts out of the way. The team members learned to love you just like the other Guide Dogs.
Also, after I had my 2 surgeries here in Oregon and I was not feeling the best... you were always there for me in my lap cuddling with me. You were my Rock and my comfort.
You are slowly slipping away from us. I want you to know there is a better place for you out there. You served us well. You will be in the same place I think... Your beloved owner was that you had 3 years before Ashley and I stepped into your life. The Rainbow Bridge is a beautiful place to be. You will never experience any blindness, deafness or pain like you have now. My beloved boy, whenever you are ready, go towards the Rainbow Bridge.
I love you my Tuffy boy. Mommy