To My Dear Sweet Tucker Speron,
When I think back on your 16 years with us, memories rush back of all
that you shared with us. You watched our kids go to college, return
and then go off on their own. You became fast friends with our
retriever Shelly before Shelly left this world. Just as quickly, you
adapted to our dog Ginny who was quite the 12-lb spitfire to your 26-lb
frame. Yet, you were ever gentle, once more proving just how adaptable
you were to our ever-changing lives.
In recent times, you moved with us to our new home, a bit older, yet
once again proving how you were willing to adjust to us and our life
changes. You quickly claimed the main floor as your domain, laying
next to the fireplace on colder days and the entryway to the back deck
on warmer afternoons. Cool breezes, the sunshine, and the sounds of
the bird's songs were among your favorite moments. How I missed your
sweet meow this morning when I awoke and came downstairs!
Your relentless playful nature was ever present, whether playfully
batting the dog with your paw as she dashed by you or jumping up on my
bed in the morning when you were tired of waiting for your food. Your
mischievous expressions, your meticulous cleaning skills and your
sandpaper tongue, are all set to memory as my favorite things. I’ll
fondly recall each day about 7pm, just after supper, when you curled up
on my lap on the sofa, constantly kneading and purring so loud I'd have
to raise the volume on the television just to hear it over your sweet
sounds. You, my sweet Tucker were not only a pure joy in my life, but
a constant companion; a safe place to fall.
Your favorite spot in our home was by the fire so close and warmed by
the blowing air from the fan, curled up toasty warm and purring! That
is how I’ll remember you my sweet girl, curled up, content and purring,
happy to be home.
Much Love Aways Tuckie, From Your Family
Thank you for everything.