My famous big (but littler than me) brother Tucker crossed over that Rainbow Bridge this morning and is now running and wagging his tail, probably drinking all the water under the bridge. He's with my big angel sister Charmin and they're having a blast. Why do I feel so sad then? Probably because my humans have wet faces and they're dragging their feet. My humomma is making my hudaddy a special Charlie Brown fleece pillow that he can squeeze when he wants to remember Tucker. He'll be very tired after digging that whole in the ground next to Angel Charmin. I wish Libby and I could help him dig, but they taught us very well and we don't dig... well I don't anyway. Libby digs trying to find the mice under the deck and she gets in trouble. Maybe Daddy will let her help him. Momma is going to create a very special memorial celebration slide show this weekend and will post it on Tucker's blog after her eyes are dry enough to see again. It hurts me to watch her so sad and I follow her around and touch her hand with my nose. She seems to like that.