This is one of the first photos I took of Tim and Rex. In fact, I may have taken it on the day he came to live with Tim at The Compound.
And this is one of the last photos I took of Tim and Rex.
I must have taken a thousand or more photos of them in the six years between those two. I wish I could write a tribute to Rex and tell you all the things he meant to me, to all of us, but right now, I can’t. In any case, Tim’s words, which you can find here, are a loving testament beyond what I could say. I love them both so much.
One picture I can’t show you. When Aaron was here in March, he Tweeted a photo of Rex sleeping at his feet and said, “Proof! Rex is able to calm down and not jump on me.” Later during that visit, when I said I was sorry Rex kept jumping on him, Aaron said, “Secretly, I like it,” and made me laugh. When Aaron died and his Twitter account was closed, that’s one of the photos lost to me.
In Helen’s comments to Tim’s beautiful tribute to Rex, she said, “Rex’s energy is back in the Universe. I wonder where it will go now.” I’m going to share what I’ve been telling some of our friends. When I imagine Aaron’s beautiful spirit running through the Universe, now I see Rex running next to him. And jumping on him.
There’s no photo of that, either, except in my heart.