Wishing You A Blessed Thanksgiving

 

Taboo Has Found The Path To The Rainbow Bridge

 

He drifted into our lives on a hot Texas day in April, on our 32 anniversary. He was sitting in a wire cage at on outside flea market along with his sister.  I scooped him up, and the man who was giving the cats away warned me......"that one is a diablo".... smiling as he spoke those words. 

I brought him home and named him Taboo.

He was tired and weak and slept all night..........but the next morning, that man's words ran through my mind as a small black fur ball latched onto my wrist and would not let go..........

He was full of spunk and aggression, his claws and teeth sharper than a Texas cactus

He had no fear. He was brave, curious, and very mischievous .......and lovable and sweet.

(cartoon found on Facebook)

I believe this is how he saw himself

For 10 years, no matter where I was, that is where he wanted to be. 

He was my shadow, my source of laughter,

my sweet companion, ...........my angel.

 On this beautiful balmy Autumn day,

I held him close on the vet's table and  within seconds, this beautiful creature with such a strong spirit, drifted out of our lives........ his head gently lying down.....he was gone.

How my heart will miss this bright eyed angel.