Tiffany the Poodle

A few months ago the sweetest, best little poodle who ever lived, crossed the rainbow bridge. This little poodle was more than a pet. She was special. She was therapeutic. Not just for her favorite human, my daughter, Vanessa, but she also got me through many important events in my life. 

The biggest event Tiffany the Poodle got me through was when this same daughter of mine went to college. I wasn’t sure how I was going to deal with Vanessa literally not dancing through the house every single day. It was one of the hardest things I ever did, leaving my baby for her first year of college. Every parent who has done this knows how very hard it is to do. It was hard to watch each of my three children leave our home, but the last child leaves a different feeling. No more kids at home, and no more chaos that comes with kids at home. I desperately missed the chaos. It was a huge transition. 

But Tiffany remained with us, in all her cuteness and cuddles. It was like she knew how I was feeling, because she missed her person too. We spent many days, many nights consoling each other. Vanessa came home often on weekends. Tiffany squealed with delight to see her, then whimpered at my feet when she left. Through the many ups and downs and life changes, Tiffany remained consistently sweet and loveable. 

Tiffany was a smart little poodle. She was easy to train and even easier to love. She was full of energy and loved to entertain anyone who would watch her. I remember her racing in circles while we all cheered her on, “Go, Tiffy, go!” until she finally stopped to catch her breath, panting hard and looking wild. 

When Tiffany moved out of our house to go live with her forever person, Vanessa, I melted down again. This time I knew neither of them would ever live with us again. It was a bittersweet time. 

I will never forget this very special poodle who we rarely referred to as a dog. She was forever “Tiffany the Poodle.” She even had her own Instagram!  

Sigh, Tiffany the Poodle, I will always miss you. I miss you choosing to come sleep by my side when you visited our home overnight, and how you did the same when we came to visit you (and your person). I don’t know if I can ever love a little dog as much as I loved you. 

You have hard paws to fill. “Go, Tiffy, Go!” We will see you again.

With Love, 

Your second favorite human