Happy Birthday, My Dearest Tasha
My Beautiful Tasha
Happy birthday, dear Tasha! Only this birthday you are celebrating in heaven with God and all the other precious pets that have gone before you.
My precious Tasha, I remember the day I rescued you from a bullet, simply because you were "pet" quality. Oh Tasha, you were always so much more than a "pet"!
You have been my protector, standing between me and strangers until you approved. You were the furry floor pillow for MacKenze and Trenten. You were the quiet love and devotion to Justin, who would come in and lay with you on the floor!
You were a favorite at the groomers and became the one who would calm others. You laid your head on the groomer's shoulder and daintily lifted those paws for trimming.
To me, dear Tasha, your passing has left a huge hole in my heart and life. Even though you were medicated for epilepsy for years, you still pushed foward, accompanying me on walks, prayers, tears... you name it, you were with me.
You were so perceptive of my moods. You even seemed to understand the meaning of "Amen," as when we walked and prayed and I came to saying Amen, you would slow and press your head to my hip.
You were so much a part of my life, I never imagined life without you. The infection you contracted was too far by the time I was allowed to take you to the vet. He did not tell me, as he prescribed the antibiotic, that you probably would go to God despite his efforts.
The morning you left me was a blur. I could not understand, I could not accept, I could not let go. My heart continues to ache, and I thought your birthday the perfect day to say goodbye.
But, I will not say goodbye, only so long, I'll see you again when God sees fit. You will run into my open arms, neither of us hurting, so we are companions again... in eternity! My previous Tasha, I love you so very much!