Goodbye, Tasha

My mom's dog Tasha was killed by a coyote yesterday. It was awful. I was over at my mom's house, and my mom happened to be looking out the back window, and saw the coyote snatch her and run off. I went after them, and found Tasha. My mom and I took her to the pet hospital, but it was too late.

I'm not a real dog person, but Tasha was my favorite dog. She provided a lot of entertainment in her four years.
We kept her a lot when my mom went out of town. She and Brent loved to antagonize each other.

We called her "the circus dog," because she loved to do tricks, including jumping through her hoop. We always joked about setting the hoop on fire...that would make her a real "circus dog."

I'll miss you, Tasha.