It is with great sadness in my heart but I made the decision to let Tucker take her last journey and has arrived safely at the Rainbow Bridge. She was 24 years old.

Tucker came into my life in 1995 on a very cold winter evening. She wanted nothing to do with coming inside so I set her up a large cardboard box with down blankets inside it and drapped some weather protection over the box so she could stay dry. She like her "new digs" and stayed with us for 3 months, until the morning of Christmas 95 when she decided to see if life was better somewhere else. Well 4 months later (on my birthday), here came Miss Tucker trotting up the driveway to our house.....and she never left. I guess the grass was greener with us.

She endured her many brothers and sisters the best she could, afterall, she was getting older and, I have to be honest, getting very cranky as she aged, but don't we all get cranky as we get older (at least that's what we told her).

She was the softest, fluffiest baby I ever had. You could run your fingers through her fur and just get lost in it. She loved her daddy, drinking milk from the cereal dish and just loved to be outside either hunting or just sleeping.

Tucker, you gave daddy and I 13 wonderful years, we only wish we could have had all 24 of your years with us and we will miss you dearly. Please come back and visit me in my dreams and please know that I love you very much. I am so sorry that I had to break my promise to you and you had to endure one last car ride but you handled yourself like a proper lady and I know in my heart that it was the right thing to do for you.

Here are a few favorite pictures of Tucker.









RIP Tucker Marie. Tony and Tigger were there to welcome you home until we will one day be reunited together.