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| Tucker Bud |
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| Jan.09,1995 - April 01,2003 |
Hi there...My name is Golden Boy Tuck And Roll, for those of you who don't already
know me and my family, you can call me Tucker or Tucker Bud. Mom (Sindee(Mullietucksmom)) calls me her funny face boy.
I wasn't the coolest teenager,but mom says I grow into a beautiful dog.
I was born Jan. 9,1995 in a small town in Missouri. Mom and my
big brother ^Mulligan^ came to the farm just to look at the puppies, but my mom's a push over for puppies and I came home
Feb 28,1995.
You can tell by my name that I'm a Golden Retriever. My big brother was
a Golden too....sadly I lost my brother to cancer Jan.25 2001. ^Mulligan Man^ (^Mullie^) aka ^Sure Fire King Creole^
was the best big brother a puppy could have. He gave up all toys to me when I asked for them. He gave me the best spots
to sleep.
I've gone now to join my Big Brother...We are free of pain now. We will
be right here when mom and dad come to get us.
| those teenage years. My funny face boy |
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| I call this picture Prom night.... |
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| Tuck with Isbelle ..a rescured Bassett my good friend's dog |
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I'm gone now,....My mom listened to my eyes, they told
her, I was not going to get better. I'm ready to go ...
I went to play with my Big Brother, boy oh boy, did
I ever miss him..so don't cry for me, I'm having one heck of a good time waiting for mom and dad at the bridge.
| Tucker & Me |
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| Just taken the fall before we lost him |
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| Auntie Jane (Greykits) made this |
GOOD-BYE
With heavy hearts, and a tear in our eyes
After all these years,
we must say goodbye.
Please understand, we've done all we could
If there was anything we could do, you know we would.
I'm sitting right here, gently rubbing your ears
While I talk
to you softly, trying to hold back the tears
The memories you gave us, we'll never forget
Especially the ones of the
day we all met.
One last hug and one last kiss
You have no idea how much you'll
be missed.
To look into your eyes this one last time
You tell me it's okay, you know it's your time.
Close your eyes now and go to sleep
We'll pray to the Lord your
soul he'll keep
Go in peace now, our good friend
We'll stay right here with you until the end.
Dream of that special day and time
When we'll meet at the Bridge
and all will be fine
We'll run and play, side by side
With a soft warm feeling deep down inside.
Your memory will live on in each one of us
You'll always be
number one to all of us
Have a safe journey through the night
I promise when you awake, you'll be in God's light.
So with heavy hearts and tears in our eyes
Just for now my friend,
we say goodbye.
~ John Quealy ~
| My funny face boy |
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| His ears were to big for his head |
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| The day Tucker came home to us. 2/28/95 |
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"Prize Enough For Me"
I'll never be a show dog or earn an
AFC.
Although I am a Golden
with a modest pedigree.
My head is not quite right, they say, and I'm a little tall.
Instead of fetching birds up, I
just bring my tennis ball.
But I'd rather have my
sofa or my mom and daddy's bed
Than any fancy kennel and ribbons blue or red.
I'm just a family pet, it's true, but
that's enough you see...
Because the love my humans give is prize enough for me.
| Tucker had a little friend over |
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| summer of 2001 |
| Tuck with big boy rope |
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| Tuck under the table. He loved to sleep here |
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