"I should not talk so much about myself if there were any body else whom I knew as well."
-Henry David Thoreau

Monday, January 11, 2016

Here's to Toto

When Drew woke up this morning he found that Toto had died during the night. We've known that it was surely coming soon, but it still hurts our hearts. He came to live with us in 2005, shortly after we bought our first house. His owner (a coworker of my dad) was moving and couldn't keep him so he became a Harris. He was fabulous from the beginning. We were told that he was 4 or 5 years old when we got him, so he lived to be about 15 years old. We are so grateful that we were a part of 10 of those. My momma heart hurts today because he was really Alex & Emma's dog. I've gone through the blog to find a few photos of his life. 
A young Toto with new puppy Mac in 2008. 
Chilling on the couch in 2009
He was amazingly patient with the girls and even played dress up from time to time. Here he is (at least his nose) wearing Alex's hat in 2010.
That mop of brown hair is Alex, getting lots of love from Mac & Toto. 2011 or 2012? 
I consider it a privilege to have called him ours. These are from the last 6 months. He didn't move as fast and spent lots of time taking it easy, but always seemed content. 
When we bought this house we bought the dogs news comfy beds. He still preferred Emma's fluffy pink blanket. He took it hard when she died and her blanket seemed to make him feel better, so we let him have it and it's been his for nearly 4 years. 
We wrapped him in his pink blanket before we buried him today. It seemed fitting. 
My heart is sad, but I'd rather remember the 10+ great years that we had with him and raise a glass to one cool pup. Here's to Toto. Cheers. 
Foose & Mac seem a bit confused today so they are getting some extra love tonight. 
Sloppy dog breath kisses. 
Hanging with Eleanor.