It's been a long time since I've visited and it is so sad today to drop by to tell those of you who knew my sweet baby Tristan that he has gone to the bridge.
Tristan turned 13 last December and was the sweetest, most loving and contented little boy. We recently introduced a new boy to the family, Murphy, a wire haired pup around 9-12 months old. I was so surprised and pleased that Tristan and Ivy took to him immediately and the past month or so have been divine with all three snuggled up on my lap each night.
I've been conscious that time was slipping by for Tristan, he was completely blind latterly and finding it hard to navigate himself around. Each day with him I have held him and told him how much he is loved and adored and he would turn his face for me to kiss his soft cheek and lie there against my mouth to be kissed. I'll miss his snoring and snuffling and contented snorts and how he shuffled against my side to get into the most comfortable position, resting in the crook of my arm lying up against me with his little head on my chest.
He was such a good and sweet little boy. At obedience class when he was a youngster he would make everyone laugh with his proud little walk and the way that he would run out to fetch and present his dumbell like the collies and shepherds. He'd make me laugh getting his rope toys and throwing them around his neck like pearls and running around the house like that. He'd bring rose heads from the garden into the house and scatter the petals all over. He was such a mummy's boy, never leaving my side a moment when I was at home - including the obligatory accompaniment to the toilet.
Everyone that met Tristan fell in love with him. He stayed a puppy all of his life. He was handsome and cute and loved all of his family and friends though it was always his mum's lap that he wanted. He was partner in crime to his sister Holly Houdini, the naughtiest black and tan mini smooth. They caused mayhem to my poor mother so many times by stealing food and getting into things they weren't allowed to have. He will be menacing my parents in heaven with Holly now I think, resting on my dad's lap at nights.
Sadly Tris didn't pass in his sleep gently as he should have done and his passing was a terrible shock but I'm working hard to remember only the beautiful times that we had together.
Thank you all for being here to share the deep sense of loss of this sweet little angel that I had the pleasure of having in my life for 13 years, through many hard times and many more happy times. God bless you little man and thank you for all of the joy and the immense love that you brought into my life. Your little sister Ivy and I will miss you more than words can ever express.
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Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time. Tris has some wonderful company at Rainbow Bridge.
Our hearts are saddened and our eyes are misting over.....we loved Tris even though we never met in person. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.....remember the good times and memories. GodSpeed, Tristan-Angel.......and as David said, Tris is among some wonderful company and I know that they were all there to meet him as he made his way to the Bridge. You will be together again one day. Hugs to you.
I'm crying for you, Gail. I remember fondly many Tristan stories. He shall remain always in your heart and in the hearts of those who loved him.
It is so hard to loose a Fur Kid Hugs to you.
Gail,
I'm so sorry to hear of Tristan's passing. As you say, we remember the good times with our wee lads and lassies and know they wait for us to follow.
Mike
We send our love to you, its so hard when they go it just leaves a void, I just hope he steers clear of Emma. He was a lucky wee man to have a loving and dotting mum.
Roberta Nick and the twa monsters.
You know our hearts are with you. Bless you and rest in peace, sweet Tristan, your are sorely missed.
I'm sorry to hear of your sweet boy going to the Bridge. I know how much these little fur babies get into our daily lives and into our hearts. It does help to remember the all the good times you've shared, and I know he has a special place in your heart. RIP little guy. :heart:
My thoughts and prayers are with you Gail...... :comfort:
Godspeed sweet Tristan.....
Gail, I wanted to post here, too, in case you didn't see my reply on facebook. How precious to have a dachsie who was a puppy all his life. I am sorry for both his passing and the manner of his passing. I bet Holly was waiting for him as he arrived, to start a whole new pile of mischief! Hugs and prayers for you.
Thank you all for sharing in my loss of Tristan. It means so much to have a special 'family' like you :heart: :heart:
I am sorry for your loss.
"He stayed a puppy all his life."
We could all learn something from Tristan. I know there is a giant sucking hole in your life--and I realize I'm a little late posting this ans see there is a new demon, er, doxie in your world now, but they don't ever "replace" one another, really. Tris will always be the special wee man.
Love, Leslie