He was born on May 7 in Bluford, Illinois. 10 weeks later he arrived in a mess to meet us at SFO. He spent the first night in our bed (after a bath).He was one of us.
Bluford squeezed a lot of life into the 10 years we spent together. He swam in the Atlantic and the Pacific, journied across the country and through the Pacific Northwest, Lake Tahoe and Santa Cruz to name a few. Through it all he was a loyal and trusted companion. As fragile as he was in the end I still drew an amazng amount of strength from him.
The lovely Jessica and I credit Bluford with literally changing our lives by getting us evicted from our home in SF. After which we moved to Marin County and well, life has defnitely not been the same since - it was such an amazing place to live, work and play especially with the big handsome hound at our side to enjoy it with.
Bluford was lucky too. He went to work with Mama and protected the car on nursing visits to the seedier sides of Oakland and Richmond. And there were countless beach walks and hikes up cascade canyon in mill valley during Papa's 'under-employed' phase.
Bluford was laid to rest on a warm, sunny day in the arms of the ones who loved him so dearly. That night the lovely Jessica had a dream of Bluford flying with huge angel wings - something about that image makes me feel like everythig will be okay.
Jessica produced a video montage which just about rips my heart out, the song reminds us of our weekly routine - driving to Muir or Stinson, baker beach, Crissy field or fort funston - big boy in the back, cartalk on the radio...
{please click the arrow to launch video and grab a tissue for me please}
We love you buddy - you did so good !
5 comments:
What a loving, lovely tribute to Bluford. I'm sorry for your loss. Pets (or also known as our furry faced family members) are with us for such a short time, but they are with us for the rest of our lives.
I was sorry to hear of the loss of Bluford. I know you had been preparing, but I know that it also does not make the pain any less. He was a great dog.
Hey dude, I hope you're feeling a little better. Rough stuff going through the death of four-legged family member. Hang in there Bluford would want it that way.
No say it aint so! I can't believe it...I have had dogs in my life and never was there a dog with more personality and charisma than the Blueman. It wasn't the pizza crust or the big guy putting his head under the bed during fireworks, he believed he was your baby...one of us...and he was...oh this one hurts! Blueford always reminds me of how the simple things in life are all you really need. Definitely easy, easy like sunday mornings...
Oh, no, I am so sorry to learn about Bluford. I had no idea. I know you must be missing him...I hope that your memories of all the sweet times, and knowing what a happy, wonderful life you gave him, will comfort you. You'll always love and miss him...and you'll always have the memories.
What a beautiful tribute to Bluford! :-)
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