My friend Toby
A good friend came to me about a year ago. She told me by the way she was acting; she was having trouble with her hips.
It was no surprise to me being Toby was twelve and the years were starting to show. The physical problems will soon take there toll on her and I new it was just a matter of time before the pain would be too much to bear.
Over the years we had great memories together she wonted to be with me all the time, following me everywhere .we would go to the mountains with the family fishing, for walks how she loved going for walks. The pain in her face when we went without her it was hard to take, but we new it was the right thing to do leaving her behind, the walk would be to hard on her .Toby would have had to pay the price for days if we would have let her go along on the walk and we new it.
She helped my wife and I raise two beautiful children now 8 and 12 years of age.
It wasn’t long ago Toby couldn’t get up one day. She was having trouble standing on her own and her bad leg was now giving her all kinds of trouble. She had to sit when it was time to eat. She was now having more bad days than she was having good days.
If she tried climbing the stairs from our basement to our first floor by herself Toby would make it almost to the top and then go over backwards head over heels falling down the stairs. Not giving up she would try again and sometimes she made it and sometimes well she never gave up trying till the end.
When she would have problems like climbing stair or not being able to stand up by her self I would help her to her feet. With a broken heart she would give me a look of appreciation.
Friday February 22 2008 I called the veterinarian I made a decision and it had to be. It was the hardest thing I ever did in my life
February 26 2008 I took my best friend to end the pain. I held her in my arms for the last time as the life left her body part of me dyed with her. She looked at me as if to say like so many times before with a broken heart. Thank you for being my master. I in return said to her thank you for choosing me. She never asked for anything just some water a bowl of food a day, and a pat on the head. Toby gave me more than she ever got back in return.
My Lord, forgive me for feeling so much sorrow for my friend Toby’s passing.
There is so much more important loss in this world for me to feel sorry for.
Forgive me for feeling so much loss for losing my dog.
In the same breath thank you for giving me the gift you gave me. Toby was the kindest most loving dog I ever met in my life she did not have a mean bone in her body.
I will miss the feeling Toby took with her, the unconditional love she had for me. The dedication, loyalty and the pleasing nature she had for me.
I can guarantee it will never be matched by another dog.
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