Many FBRN volunteers and supporters are familiar with Tillie's story. She was to be an easy first foster for a new volunteer. She a 6 year-old girl with some past health issues, but no temperament problems. After a week in foster care, our volunteer had to take Tillie to the vet where it appeared that her mast cell cancer had returned and spread throughout Tillie's body. The vet estimated that Tillie would have just a few months to live.Her foster mom asked permission to keep her and care for her for however much time Tillie had remaining. In her loving care, Tillie lived more than three years. Tillie was a funny, silly, goofy girl. She loved to climb into the tub and hope and wait and hope some more that some kind passerby would give her a bath. She loved to play in the sprinkler with her canine siblings. She oversaw the comings and goings of a few more fosters before her passing. She was a source of entertaining stories for our volunteers and she was Miss October one year on the FBRN calendar: Miss Hallowe'en, Tilloweena.
This is the note her grieving mom sent us when Tillie passed away. Those of us who have loved and lost a dog will recognize the anguish and sorrow and very great love in her words.
"Sister Weena, Queen of the Wild Tilluluhy Louly Lous is gone, God rest her soul.
She fought that cancer to the bitter end, but finally her lung mass grew too large and caused her too much pain and she was ready to go.
Her passing could not have been any more peaceful. As she rode in my arms to the vet, she was breathing heavily and her eyes were already glazed over. In fact, the only time she looked alarmed was when they took her out to put the IV in and she looked over the nurses shoulder to see if I would follow. Once she was back in the room and we had told her how much we loved her, she fixed her eyes on me and the injection was administered and she went to sleep. She looked just like she would when she would like on the couch and watch TV with me. I sat in her spot when I got home. Boy do I miss rubbing her ears already.
Over the past three years since Tillie was rescued by FBRN, I've been faced with the prospect of letting her go, but nothing could have prepared me for today. My heart is heavier than I could have ever imagined and seeing her food bowl had me doubled over in knots. Just yesterday morning was the last time I will ever get to say, "Tillulah, put your bone down before you go outside," as she would like to take and leave her Nylabones in the back yard. You see, Tillie was always so happy that she had to have a toy or a bone in her mouth while her back end would wiggle from side to side. Oh, how I miss my sweet girl.
I would attach my favorite picture of her, but I can't bear to go through the cds and choose just one. I just keep picturing that sweet honey colored dot on her forehead and those large ears...oh my, how I love her. How lucky I have been to have been loved by her. She gave me her all, up until the very end. Quite the trouper.
Thank you, FBRN, for all your support and care over the years for Tillie. I know many of you have cried and laughed at her antics; now just smile knowing she's in heaven on our side."
Hoping there are lots of sunny days and sprinklers up there for a funny little dog to splash through,
The Frog Princess