|Toby and Haley|
Mom and Sonny recently lost their two Shelties. I'm at a loss for words, so I just thought I'd share what Mom had posted on her Facebook page.
January 17th, 20014
Last night Sonny and I lost our 'first born and furry.' My baby Haley died in her sleep. As far as we can tell, there was no suffering and we are, of course, thankful for that, and it was no surprise because she would have been 15 in April. But none of that makes the loss any easier. She was always in my footsteps, and always eager for attention although she was never pushy about it. She'd come up to me, look up with those big brown eyes and I could almost hear her say 'If it isn't too much trouble, I'd really like you to pet me just a little bit.'
Our other baby, Toby, died last summer. His death was sort of a blessing because he was obviously in pain. Arthritis, I suppose, since he was having more and more trouble getting around.
I am so thankful that God allowed me to spend so many years with such loving creatures and I'm sure I'll see them again. I am also happy that we have Izzy to help fill the void. Toby and Haley will join Scrunchy and Angie as the four-legged loves of my life and I'll miss them all forever.
I remember the choir practices Mom would have with Haley and Toby. Mom would start out real quiet and then gradually getting louder and louder and you could see the anticipation on Toby's face as he knew what was happening. She'd finally hit "that" note and he'd let loose; howling and yowling and just carrying on. Haley would attend occasionally, but she wasn't really a singer.
Haley had a little green puppy that would appear from time to time. He first started appearing when Haley had puppies, sort of an extra puppy and then after she quit having puppies, he still showed up from time to time. He'd show up in her bed, in the food or water bowl or just laying on the floor. Then he'd disappear and reappear several months later.
I feel like this blog post is sorely lacking. I don't feel that I'm doing Haley and Toby any justice. I just hope they know how much they were loved and are missed now.
R.I.P. fuzz butts.