Last night our much loved, beautiful family member Tobias Algernon Drake better known as Toby passed away. He was a wonderful dog, loving, loyal, mischievous,naughty and thoroughly devoted to us as we were to him. He was also one of the dirtiest little dogs I have ever met and absolutely hated being clean. We would bath him and as soon as he could he would go outside, roll in the dirt and his own pee until he was happy with his level of dirt and smell again. We were privileged to have him our lives for the last fifteen years and will always love and miss him.
I started this post a while ago and was going to finally finish and post it yesterday however our four grandchildren came over and I got sidetracked. Our grandchildren range in age now from six down to one; they are so full of life (each of them lights up a room when they enter it) and we feel extremely blessed to have them in our lives. After spending the afternoon researching this post, their arrival made this tragedy even more poignant for me and so I appreciated their company even more than usual and hugged them a bit tighter too! This morning I woke up to a cold, wet and windy Wagga day and the thought of three little girls out in August weather like this, in light weight dresses with no shoes or jumpers impacted on me even more. Those poor babies! One of the girls was found still clasping her doll that she had carried with her over the whole tragic journey. When my husband and I were looking around the Wagga Wagga Monumental Cemetery some time ago we came a...
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