In the past I’ve ended most days in prayer, more often than not this was ritual, thanking God for family and friends, asking for rain or not so much rain and asking for prayers for those in need. However recently when I lay me down to sleep I just talk with God, most nights it’s a short conversation before I drift off to a nice quite restful state. Last Sunday night the talk was quite lengthy, Tobie, who’d taken up sleeping at the foot of my bed, was very restless. Outside Lightnin McQueen, having been sent to the pen for the night, for chewing up right flip flops, was barking poor poor pitiful me and although I could overlook (or hear) the whining, my neighbor who is just finishing up radiation and chemo treatments, probably didn’t find him as endearing as I, although she has never once complained …anyway….I got up, went through the house to the kitchen window and yelled at Lightin to HUSH UP !!!! , Tobie followed me and when out the kitchen door…Lightnin stopped barking… I went back to bed, it was 2:22am on the cable box as I passed by.
The next morning I got up and got ready for work as usual. Backing out the drive way I saw Tobie laying under the pecan tree, it looked like he’s taken a final stroll down to the creek and on his way back to the house had laid down to keep the squirrels out of the pecans one last time. I went back to the house and told Barry, I offered to stay home and help dig the grave, down by the creek in the pet cemetery, but he declined and said he’d call me at work when things were ready, and he did. Big Moon as Nash and I call him, prepared the grave and called me to come for the closing. At 11:30 we laid Tobie to rest with all the dogs that have come and gone before him. He was 12 and a half years old, he’d had a really good life, but I sure will miss him.
Tobie’s the yellow on the left….He was a Good dog.
RIP TOBIE TUCKER
January 2002 – July 2014
I’ve not been able to post from work, I can usually read your post and keep up with your lives but I can’t post and comment… however….today I called and left a message with a computer dude, that I trust, to come work on my computer. Hopefully soon I’ll be able to communicate from work again. I’m at home now, usually my home time is pretty darn sacred….but you are all very important and I wanted to record Tobies passing before the memory fades, because they do. We’ve buried many a dog down by the creek…they all face eastwardish. If I don’t get working on headstones soon I’m afraid we might start diggin up dogs.
Signing off from the Home front