My Brother and I purchased a Red Dachshund for our Dad in June of 2003 to keep him company after our Mom had passed away. Dad had Toby for five and a half years before he passed away too. I inherited Toby on November 19th, 2008 and I cared for him until I had to put him down for kidney failure on January 29th, 2019. He would have been 16 years old on April 26th this year.
Pets are definitely like family and we get so attached to them. Toby was a nipper, and he bit me more times than I could remember but I loved him dearly. And in his funny way, he loved me too. He loved to ride in Dad’s pickup and put his head out the window on the passenger side. I continued that tradition the entire time I had him. At 73 years of age, I don’t mind sharing I cried when I buried him with his favorite blanket and ball. And I miss him!