She crossed the Rainbow Bridge many years ago yet I can still hear her scampering feet on the hardwood floors of our St. Paul apartment. She loved to race down the hallway to a throw rug and leap on it so it became her slide the rest of the way.
She loved riding in the car. When the car was going 70 mph, she would rest comfortably on the passenger seat. When the car slowed down, she would stand with her front paws on the dashboard so that she could see all that she could see.
Certain foods gave her gas...the type of gas that could fill a room with its odor. LOL! I can remember rainy winter nights curled up on the couch reading, she resting and purring next to me...and suddenly this horriable smell would have me gagging!
When I moved from the midwest to Northern California, she went with me. She was my companion on the three day drive. She slept, she observed and when we got there, she loved our new home.
I found her at a pet store in Roseville, MN. As I walked past a cage...because my intent was to look at puppies...her little furry paws grabbed it me. I stopped, turned around and it was love at first sight.
The 11 years I knew her went by too quickly. One day when giving her a belly rub, I discovered a lump. A visit to the vet was the next step...and that step was that the lump was cancerous. Inoperable was the word. I asked the vet how I would know the end was near. He responded that I would quite simply know.
So, one sunny afternoon as she sat in the front hallways with her head hanging down, I knew.
It is many many years later now and in many ways these memories seem like only yesterday. When the time comes for me to cross the Rainbow Bridge...I can't wait to see her again, to hold her again, to cuddle with her once again.
I remember you Tanya with love.