Tasha was my second husky. She came from a breeder who was a long time Oregon sled dog racer. She was a big girl, "top of standard" we used to call her, and very gentle. I swore I would never have a male dog again after Tasha had been my dog. (My first husky was a male who loved to mix it up. But now I've got Bodhi, another male. Go figure.)

Tasha was my companion hiking, running and skijoring. I talked to her all the time, and she communicated with me. I've never been so close to a dog. The bumper sticker that says, "The more people I meet, the more I love my dog" was about Tasha.

When Tasha was diagnosed with cancer at age nine and given six months to live, I felt like I had been cheated. The vet did a pretty radical surgery that was very hard on her. She had two more surgeries and lived for another four years. When she died, I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my body. I was more upset with her death than the deaths of some people.

RIP, Tasha.
I hope to see you again on the other side of the rainbow bridge.

RIP Tasha. She is so beautiful.

I knew you'd had a husky before Bodhi but I didn't know you'd had more than one. Tasha sounds like one amazing dog.

This made me cry at work. Tasha is beautiful! She's watching over you until you reunite with her once again

Thanks, Val and Melissa.
Hard day around here today, because we are missing her.
That photo was one of the last I took of her.

RIP Tasha. She's gorgeous

Thanks, Jennet.
How are you feeling?
Are the dogs going crazy with you on the shelf?

You can see the beauty of her soul through those eyes. RIP Tasha

jalepeno wrote:

Thanks, Jennet.
How are you feeling?
Are the dogs going crazy with you on the shelf?

I'm feeling a lot better, thanks for asking
Lol they were going craaazy! I was finally well enough today to take them out to the park today for 20minutes

RIP Tasha! She was beautiful!

jalepeno wrote:

I was more upset with her death than the deaths of some people.

I was saying this to my friends...I was feeling guilty becuase I hurt so much more with the loss of Dakota than some family members that had passed. He was in my life DAILY and we had such a bond that I'm afraid I will never had that kind of bond again. It makes sense to feel the loss more than family members you only see on 1 or 2 holidays a year.