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Tuesday, August 15, 2023
Taffy, 1987-1999 — Always in My Heart
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on Tue, Aug 15, 2023 at 7:50 PM
Taffy girl has left us.
She was — a friend often said — a person in a dog suit. Smarter than most senior managers, more manipulative than most southern belles. Silky and tough, sweet and demanding, a wanderer who loved sitting on a warm lap more than roaming wide spaces. She was a great companion.
The last few months have been difficult. But this morning, it got too hard for her to fight anymore. People said I would recognize when it happened, and it is truly unmistakable.
I will never forget her. I expect to meet her again.
In January, I’ll take her ashes to Colorado to scatter them on a peak above the Big Thompson, where she encountered snow for the first time, running with her nose beneath its surface, then stopping to look back at me with a grin of delight at such a wonderful creation. Ha! It takes one to know one.
She was — a friend often said — a person in a dog suit. Smarter than most senior managers, more manipulative than most southern belles. Silky and tough, sweet and demanding, a wanderer who loved sitting on a warm lap more than roaming wide spaces. She was a great companion.
The last few months have been difficult. But this morning, it got too hard for her to fight anymore. People said I would recognize when it happened, and it is truly unmistakable.
I will never forget her. I expect to meet her again.
In January, I’ll take her ashes to Colorado to scatter them on a peak above the Big Thompson, where she encountered snow for the first time, running with her nose beneath its surface, then stopping to look back at me with a grin of delight at such a wonderful creation. Ha! It takes one to know one.
— Susan
