My Puppies, My Boys

All the boys together

It's been a really hard few months. Not only am I adjusting to married life but I have lost two so very dear family members. Toby our yellow lab and Trey my dachshund.
I remember when we got Toby. I was in 5th grade and Ben and I where walking home from school. As we neared the bottom of the hill we saw our parents waiting at the park with a puppy. I nearly drug Ben the rest of the way I was so excited. Toby always had that sweet puppy like love. He loved playing and water (well til he got older then he wasn't quite a fan of water so much). He'd get a drink straight from the spout in the tub-til his body wouldn't allow it anymore. He was all about the family, and adored my dad. One year up camping we took canoes with us. My parents went out on one and Toby was so upset they left him behind he started swimming out to them. He wasn't satisfied til he was in the canoe with them. Such a sweet and wonderful dog. He always knew how to cheer me up; weither it was covering me in kisses or chasing his tail. Silly dog broke it twice catching it.

Tobby Dog...wish I had a pic of him a bit younger on here to show his freckles

Trey was only suppose to be at our house for a few months but became a permanent member of the family when he experienced separation anxiety leaving us. Ben and I where able to talk my mom into taking him back by pulling a very dirty trick...we asked her what would Jesus do? Would he let Trey go to the pound? And so he became mine. His very favorite thing in the whole world were blankets. Many a night I would find that he had taken over my bed and stole all my blankets. He loved to burrow, it didn't matter what it was, as long as it was some sort of snugly material. If it was in his reach he would take it. I don't know how many times Trey would try and take over Ben's robe while he was wearing it. When he was younger I had a pair of slippers that were pigs. Trey loved attacking them any time they where on my feet. I finally had to just give them to him. It was hilarious to see him flinging around this pig that was not much smaller than him. My sweet littel baby who drove everyone crazy with his nerotic tendencies.

Trey snuggled up in my hammock up camping-stole my blankets

It's been hard to say goodbye to them. I keep thinking I see them or hear them. I get up to see what they need and they are not there. They will forever be in our hearts and will be missed greatly. I just take comfort in knowing that they are happy and can do all the things they once loved but that their bodies no longer allowed. I'm sure Toby was thrilled to see Rascal again. I told Alex that they are up in heaven playing with Jesus. I like that image. When I die can I have that job? Playing with all the puppies?

Trey buggin Toby as usual