Kim, Tucker was such a precious, precious boy, and he was also a very fortunate furrbaby because he had you to love him. Many of us here have loved Tucker from afar...
We understand your pain only too well..
Bari
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Keep our friend, KC's poem in mind...
"I'm Still Here"
Copyright by KC Sievert Bingamon 1998
for her precious CenCen
Copied with KC's permission
I stood by your bed last night,
I came to have a peep
I could see that you were crying
and found it hard to sleep.
I purred to you so softly,
as you brushed away a tear.
"It's me, I haven't left you,
I'm fine, I'm well, I'm still here."
I was close to you at breakfast..
I watched you make your tea.
You were thinking of the many times
your hand reached down to touch me.
I gently put my paw on you,
smiled and said.."It's me ...
I'm never far away...
I'm still here."
You sat there very quietly,
then you smiled, you knew.
The day is over, I smile...
you yawn, and say,
"Goodnight ... God Bless,
see you in the morning."
When the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide
I'll rush to greet you...
we'll stand side by side.
I have so many things to show you..
There is so much for you to see..
be patient ... live your journey out..
and then, come home to me..
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