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Memories of ^Tucker Bud^, and his big brother ^Mulligan Man^..

Just pictures..of things my boys loved doing

Memories of ^Tucker Bud^
Memories of ^Mulligan Man^..
Two Beautiful Puppies .....
Just pictures..of things my boys loved doing
Puppy Fun time
Awards & Poems for (((^My Boys^)))
*Rainbow Bridge Star*
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^Mulligan Man^ Very first Christmas with us.

^Mulligan^ sharing the lazyboy with his dad
^Mullie^ always sat half on half off...

See ^Mulligan^ always liked half on half off
^Mulligan^ playing in and getting to know his new crate (the big boy crate) before I added the top

If you have a way to zoom in,you can see better.
How Mulligan is setting on Tucker...This was so cute..

I hope you all can see this picture. If you have a way to zoom in...
I had forgotten about this thing that the boys did...They both loved to hang over the back of the sofa and look out the big window....Who ever was laying down got sat on when the other brother wanted to look out...
I can't believe I had forgotten this...It was so cute...Of course at the time Rick and I were always saying..."Get off your brother,there's a whole sofa to set on."

My (((((^Boys^))))). This was Tuck's first B.D.
They would put the bone under coffee table.Then look to me for help.

^Tucker^ and ^Mulligan^ were always together
^Tuck^ was the tall one, he could lay his head on ^Mullie^

Tucker swimming

from home movies
the first day Mulligan got to play with his Dad at home

from home movies


As I sit in those moments of quiet,
When sadness invades me,
I know that yesterday,
You were here.

Now you are away from us,
Not knowing your future,
Or when you'll come home, but yesterday,
You were here.

It has now been a week,
A week since you last were in the house,
An entire week since we carried you away,
To the place where we did not know your future,
But just last week,
You were here.

Another day passes;
a week ago, you were still with us,
In daily reports from the clinic,
They did not know your future,
But we could still hope, and,
You were here.

More days pass,;
A week ago you left us,
Your head cradled in our hands,
Your spirit gracefully moving upward,
But for a few hours of that day,
You were here.

Sadness invades again,
As I know that once those hours pass,
I can no longer look back,
Over the span of a familiar week's time,
To find that comforting point when,
You were here.

More time will pass;
Sadness will not so much invade as menace,
And I will mark the days,
Saying things like,
"last month, last summer, last Halloween, last year,"
You were here.

I dread that day,
One year from now,
That first marking of the time,
That your body was no longer with us;
Though we will never forget you,
Your tangible memory fades,
The feel of your fur, your head, your back, your weight against us,
The smell and sounds of you when,
You were here.

The emptiness is beginning to fade,
To change into another reality,
One with you still playing a part,
But a role of ethereal presence rather than physical comfort we crave;
Your memory, your spirit, your essence and counsel,
Dwell with us, but this feeling is not the same as when,
You were here.

Author: Jenine Stanley


Mulligan & Tucker were so close...

  The pool was their absolutely favorite

place to be...

Top picture..^Tucker^ diving for tennis ball
bottom one..^Tucker^ reaching for ball,^Mullie^ keeping a look out.

This is the pool area after a rain strom
Picture was taken in 1997 I think

these are from