This was one of our family pics taken on Jan 30th, 2009, but I didn't know it would be my last picture of Tobie. He continued to deteriorate after they went home, and on Feb 13th I got this text from Megan: "We said goodbye to tobie this morning. He is at the rainbow bridge with rylie. I hope they are getting along this time." I cried most of the day.
Tobie was almost 14 years old. I took Megan to pick him out at a dog show at the Pierce County Fairgrounds when he was just a tiny puppy. He has been a part of our family ever since, splitting his time between our house and Megan's. He often drove me crazy, like when he would herd Jenna when she was little and accidentally cause her to fall down, or the many, many times I had to clean up his barf, or his poop off the kids shoes.
But he was such a sweet boy and I loved him dearly. I loved the way he loved to play with Dustin when they were younger, romping together in the backyard. I loved the way he herded the ball around the back yard, even throwing it up in the air with his nose (he was very talented!). I loved the way he knew when the schoolbus was coming, watching for it down Edwards Road, then would run to the door, so excited to greet the kids. I loved the way he loved to BBQ with Kirk (Kirk was always a sucker for that freckle face), waiting patiently for a little morsel of meat. I loved it when we caught him spooning with Abby on Jenna's bed.
There was much to love about Tobie. But most of all, I loved the way he was totally devoted to my daughter. He loved all of us, but Megan was always his first love. And anyone who loves my daughter that much is okay in my book, no matter what trouble he may get into.
I will miss you Tobie. It will never be quite the same without you, but I will carry you in my heart always.
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