Welcome to Thumper's Rainbow Residency

Memories of Thumper

Thumper was a throw away dog. He was a puppy that no one wanted at the pound. The pound officials thought he may have a problem with his sight because of his blue eyes. No one even thought about deafness. I didn't discover his was deaf until 2 weeks later, but he was well entrenched in my heart by then. Thumper lived his life with happy abandon, tail always wagging. He never knew a stranger. In his visits to elderly care facilities, he was always kind and gentle. He had a particular soft spot for one woman who loved candy spice drops. The day he got his job as a Search dog at 2 years old was the highlight of his life. When I showed him his harness, he lit up like a Christmas Tree, knowing full well he had a job to do. He worked as though he knew it was his destiny, and he spent the rest of his days doing it with all his heart. Being deaf was never a handicap to him, only to the rest of the world... until they took the time to get to know him. He loved me purely as only an animal can. I guess I unrealistically thought he would be around for forever. Or at least it never occurred to me that one day I would lose him. I only hope he could feel how much I loved him. I miss him so. They say that time heals all wounds. Now almost 7 years have gone by and some days it still feels like yesterday. I guess with someone that you love so much and who loved you so completely, that yesterday feeling will probably never go away. I have learned to accept that I will miss him forever. I miss his helicopter tail and his soft, floppy ears. I miss his undying love of his frisbee and his love of showing off at a demo. I miss how he learned to communicate with me just as much as I learned how to communicate with him. I loved him more than I thought was possible to love another being. He was an incredibly wise dog. He was a teacher. He was my once in a lifetime dog. Thumper visits me in my dreams and I cherish those moments. He is still so very soft when I pet him. Periodically, I see him out of the corner of my eye. My newest dog seems to have a big piece of Thumper in him, and that is sweet to have again in my life. All of Thumper's friends see it to, so I know it is real. His story is burning in my head and is coming out bit by bit. Someday it will all be told. I know Thumper is still watching me. I know he always will be. He will forever be the one and only rare, Blue Eyed Hungarian Moosehound.

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