Tucker, Tucker, Tucker…where do I begin. All I did was stop to get the oil changed in my car. I wasn’t shopping for a cat. I didn’t think I wanted a cat. And then….
There you were. The people from the rescue organization had bunches of cute kittens and a few dogs. You looked much bigger than you are when I looked from kittens to you.
We were just outside the door to Wal-Mart here in Tucson. In spite of the traffic jam of cars and the noise of people, you calmly relaxed and surveyed your surroundings. Nothing seemed to disturb you. I stuck my fingers into your cage, and your fur was so soft.
You know, Tucker, it only took one look and I turned to mush. I whipped out my check book, paid the $50.00 and borrowed a carrier to get you home. I returned the carrier and went in to buy food, a litter pan and a dish.
When I got home you were firmly planted under the bed. Our precious Bingo was with us then, and she thought you were a fine addition to this household. It only took a couple of hours for you to come out from under the bed and socialize. By that evening, you were demanding your share of the attention.
Bingo went to Rainbow Bridge on April 30, 2004. You had learned to come to the door when I come home. Bingo taught you that. When I came home from the vet’s office, I was crying so hard. I opened the door, and there you were. You are such a loving and loyal friend.
The lady from the shelter said you were eight years old and that you’d been with them for five years. Let me tell you something, my beloved boy. I’m your forever mommy now. You are stuck with me. You don’t have to ever worry about going to a shelter again because we are in this together for better or for worse.
I laughed so hard when I came home with Fritz. I opened the door, and you were there. Fritz took one look at you and threw it into reverse. He thought he’d come face to face with a mountain lion.
As charming and sweet as you are, it only took about two days for you and Tucker to become buddies. I have to admit that when I hold the two of you in my lap, there is NO room for anything or anyone else.
Tucker, you are such a sweetheart. You love with all your being. You follow me from room to room. You want to lay near me at night…actually, you want to lay ON me, but you weigh too much.
You are sweet to everyone. You get a little devilish when Fritz wags his tail and you are near. I don’t know how to convince you that the wagging tail is not a chew toy!!!!
My sweet, sweet boy…please know this. You will always be my sweet Tucker. As long as you live, I’ll try to give you the best possible home. I’ll love you and I’ll care for you.
Thank you for helping me get through Bingo’s death. That was one of the worst of the worst times of my life. You knew how sick I felt. You knew my heart was breaking. You did everything in your power to help me, and your effort did not go unnoticed.
You have a forever mommy who loves and appreciates you. You really do light up my life.
With all my love,
| Tucker |
| Charlotte Hayes |