Tribute
to the Original TootieGirl
Natasha, We Love You Dearly.
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My muddy lil girl
A lot of you curious
people have asked me "How the heck did ya come up with the name of Tootie
Girl?" Well kids...listen up cause I'm only gonna say this once.... Tootie
Girl was the nickname that we had for my wolfdog. She was about 78% Timber Wolf and she was all lovin!! She passed
away early in December of 1997 and we miss her very deeply. I felt that
it wasn't right for someone so young (she wasn't even 2) to leave so early.
She was our baby, and there will never be another like her. So I took the
name of Tootie Girl and used it as my call name so that Natasha will live
on (in a psychotic sorta way!!) Natasha touched the lives of everyone around
her. I will never forget what a lil furball she was when we got her. She
was 4 1/2 weeks old at the time and even then she talked back to us!! Natasha
was the type of "person" who was always smiling, she was always in a happy
mood. Even through all of the pain that she went through, she still managed
to have her happy face on. Looking back on it now, I can't help but wonder
if she wore it so that we would not worry so much about her. She was "The
Ugly Dachshund" in our household. Since she had grown up with them, she
acted like one most of the time. Imangine if you can a 75 pound dog trying
to fit in places that only a dachsie can fit; under the couch, a table,
or in your lap covering your face with kisses. I don't think I will ever
stop blaming myself for her death. It was discovered that she had Hip Displaysia,
and they operated because she had dislocated her hip twice in a week. After
the surgery in which they cut the femur head off of her leg, she was on
antibiotics. She was doing so well, she was starting to walk on the leg
a lil bit, and she was using it more and more every day. A lil less then
a week after she was done taking the antibiotics she developed a bacterial
respitory infection, which should not have happened since she was on the
medication. The vet put her right back on the same medication, despite
my arguments. Natasha started taking the medication on a Friday afternoon,
the following Tuesday she passed away, an hour after I left for work in
my sweety's arms. I never got to truly say good bye to her, and I can't
help but feel bad because that morning I had gotten on her case to take
her medication and to eat her food. I knew she was doing bad that morning,
and on the way to work I could not shake the thought that we were going
to end up putting her down. I have been told by some to let go, she was
just a dog...she was more than that to me. She was my friend, my confidant,
and the daughter that I can never have. I could not love a child from my
own body any more then I loved her. I'm sorry Tasha, so sorry. For everything,
for not fighting harder for you, for yelling at you that fateful morning,
and most of all not being there to say good bye when you needed me most.
I love you.
The
Dance by Garth Brooks, as sequenced by Rick Austin.
Natasha Lynn Corrado
Darling little girl
My baby, my shadow, my friend.
Finally you are running free,
Just as you were always meant
to be.
Stars that shine the brightest,
always shine the shortest,
The same was true for you.
You loved me unconditionally,
and trusted me to do the same,
You listened to my hopes
and my fears,
You shared my happiness and
my sorrow.
You always kissed my tears
of sorrow and happiness with gentle loving kisses.
I'll never forget your smiling
face, or your trusting eyes,
The soft touch of your hair,
or your sweet scent.
You meant the world to me,
I'll never find another like you,
You were one in a milion.
You were our pride and joy,
I will always love and cherish
every moment that we have ever made.
I still do not understand
why you were taken away from us
The void that is left within
our home, our hearts, and our lives will never be filled,
The pain may soften, but
it will never go away.
You left before any of our
plans came to be,
Though I know it wasn't your
fault, you were called before your time.
You will forever be in my
thoughts, in my heart, and by my side,
I can feel your spirit with
me, watching over me as you have always done.
I know in my heart, that
someday the day will come when we will see you again, and at that time
you will have no pain, or problems. You will smile that precious smile
of yours and we will once again bask in the sacntuary that is your love
for us, your family.
My darling little girl,
My baby, My shadow, My friend.
Finally you are running free,
Just as you were always meant
to be.
24 Jan 96 - 9 Dec 97
That girl was smiling
all the time!!!
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of
Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that
has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can
run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine,
and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been
ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed
are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams
of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy
and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special
to them; who had to be left behind.
They all run and play
together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the
distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly
she begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, her
legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you
and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion,
never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands
again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting
eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your
heart.
Then you cross Rainbow
Bridge together.... never again to be separated...
Author Unknown
Dumbo had
nothing on this girl!!!
A Bridge Called Love
It takes us back to brighter
years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close
to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones
near us
It's the bridge that we
call love.
Author Unknown
A quick nap
I Am Not There
Do not stand at my grave
and weep;
I am not there. I do not
sleep.
I am a thousand winds
that blow.
I am the diamond glints
on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened
grain.
I am the gentle autumn's
rain.
When you awaken in the
morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting
rush
of quiet birds in circled
flight.
I am the soft stars that
shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave
and cry;
I am not there, I did
not die.
Author Unknown
Tasha at Rio Mar....her
favorite beach.
The Last Battle
If it should be that I
grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me
from my sleep,
Then will you do what
must be done,
For this -- the last battle
-- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then
stay your hand,
For on this day, more
than the rest,
Your love and friendship
must stand the test.
We have had so many happy
years,
You wouldn't want me to
suffer so.
When the time comes, please,
let me go.
Take me to where to my
needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till
the end
And hold me firm and speak
to me
Until my eyes no longer
see.
I know in time you will
agree
It is a kindness you do
to me.
Although my tail its last
has waved,
From pain and suffering
I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must
be you
Who has to decide this
thing to do;
We've been so close --
we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold
any tears.
Author Unknown
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other tribute on the Dachshund
Friends Memorial Page...She is down near the bottom...
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