Tasha's story
Posted Nov 13, 2002 - 04:37 PM
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My name is Tasha and I am now at the Rainbow Bridge waiting for my mom and dad. I was a divorce statistic. When I was nine years old my former parents got divorced and neither one felt they could keep me. I was posted on a rescue site and my mom saw the post and my picture. It broke her heart that someone could have a dog that long, and then give her up when it became inconvenient. So mom begged dad...please, just one more. They already had four Dalmatians that were also rescues.
Dad finally gave in, and they came to Maryland to pick me up. I was a very shy girl, but very loving. I was a bit overweight, but having a home in the country with room to run helped me to get back into shape. I loved my home in the country, but one of my sister Dals didn't love me. So mom had to keep us separated, and that was okay by me. My Dal brother, Danny, liked me and we would go for long walks with mom.
Unfortunately, my life in my new home was not a long one. After a year and a half, I developed cancer. The vet said that surgery would probably only buy me a couple of months. My mom and dad just didn't know what to do. One morning when I woke up, I knew it was time to go. I went to mom and looked at her, and she knew that I was ready. She and Dad took me to the vets, and held me and sang to me as I peacefully made my journey to the bridge. Mom and Dad, thanks for loving an old girl who didn't have much time left. You don't need to hurry, but when you get to the bridge, I'll be here waiting.
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