Welcome to Tache's Rainbow Residency

Memories of Tache

Hey Pup Pup, It was this time last year that we were sitting at the vet, waiting for that last moment together. Betty and Tly came down and we tried to make your journey to the bridge as easy as possible. It has been a long year without you. For Thanksgiving I went to Alameda, just like we went last year. I snuck away to go to the shoreline, where you took your last walk. I am sure you knew the end was near, I think in my own way I did too. Last night, Blu and I took that same walk, just the two of us. It was dusk with a crystal clear night and a crescent moon over San Francisco Bay, I took some pics but haven't looked to see how they turned out. I will post them on your site if they did. I lit your candle that Bettie so graciously sent me and wrote her a note that I will post on the site too. I cried ... a lot, then spread your ashes in the dark with the only light being from your candle. Just sat there for awhile, trying to recompose myself to go back to my gathering. I had put Blu's bandanna on him to "dress" him for the holiday, came in handy to wipe my tears and blow my nose. I gave him a big hug before we left. Gave him the hug that I miss giving you. It still hurts like hell but I felt it was time to let you go physically, but you are still with me in my memories and my soul. My healing is far from over, I will continue to work on your web page (that I have sorely neglected in my writing) and find "the picture" that I want to hang on my wall. I will have more time when I finish school. I may have let your ashes go, well most of them :), but I will forever have your collar and doggles and the few other things I am holding on to. The one toy I had set aside was "floppy bird." I have such fond memories of you opening it up one Christmas morning. Blu gingerly took it off the table a couple months ago and brought it to me. I started crying of course but realized that he is worthy to play with it. I gave it to him with the stipulation he is NOT to tear it up. He is abiding by that. He, like you, is so gentle with his toys. And he, like you de-stuffs them once they get a hole and relishes every moment of it ... just like you ... Yes pup, I still miss my Tache dog, moster mutt, baby girl and all those other names you had over the years. But you are always my pup pup.

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