Ashes to ashes . . . they say that’s all we are in the end. But we are so much more than that don’t you think? Take my friend Spirit Bucky for example.
Bucky was a pack member of the Odaroloc Sled Dogs, who you might know because of Tripawd Hero Calpurnia. Bucky was the kind of dawg who showed the world that statistics don’t mean a thing. He beat the cancer odds with not just one but two kinds of cancer, including hemangiosarcma! He made it 48 months when he was only supposed to stick around for six! His momma TC wrote in her blog:
Bucky was the kind of dog that didn’t care that he wasn’t a “real” sled dog. He didn’t care that his coat was thin, his legs a bit too long, or that his ears were apparently put on backwards. He loved being a part of his team, and when they sang, he did his very best to howl along in a baying hound sort of way.
So, you know how when you see someone cool, someone who just has a certain sparkle about them, you think “Man, I want some of what they’ve got!” Well, I got some of what Bucky had. Really!
When I saw the Odaroloc team last month, TC came over to share some of Bucky’s spirit with me. She carries his ashes around when the team travels. Sometimes dogs are lucky enough to get a dash of bucky Magic. . .
On October 4th, the Feast of Saint Francis, which my people say was really cool to do on that day, I got some Bucky Magic. TC came over and took a pinch of his ashes and rubbed them on my head.
We’re nothing but a pile of ashes in the end, but I gots to believe that some of our goodness is left with those ashes too. So, hey ain’t it cool I got a pile of Bucky goodness all over my fur that day?
Thank you TC and Bucky, I feel pretty special.
Wyatt that is really cool that you got part of Bucky. You did awesome that weekend from what I heard running with the team 🙂 Those were some pretty awesome pictures.
Thanks TC for sharing your Bucky with Wyatt and all of us
xoxoxox
Michelle & Angel Sassy
Now Bucky can travel to all the cool places that Wyatt gets to go – all the corners of the country, all the good smells, gentle breezes, soft beds, and nasty things to roll in. 🙂