My dog Tonto literally crossed my path one hot summer day.
I was 17 years old and just couldn’t resist him. He was so hot.
He was beautiful. He had a mask on his face like a husky but his
color was that of a golden retriever with a little red mixed in.
He was so much bigger than any dog I’d ever had.
He was 60 some odd lbs.
At first I wasn’t allowed to take him in.
My parents would’nt allow it. He slept outside on my door step.
He used to guard the house like a pro.
He was also a gently giant. Kids could do anything to him and
he’d never nip or grow.
He use to love the beach. He was very free spirited. He’d go to the
beach all by himself. I’d be there and I’d spot him playing with
anything or anyone. He’d run through the surf and ignore me like he
didn’t know me!
After a while my parents gave in. They saw that we had a bond that
couldn’t be broken and that he protected me beyond belief. You couldn’t
go near me if he didn’t know you!
We had 10 glorious year together. Me him and our family of pets.
He was a real trouper and a loved member of our family.
I estimate that he was around 12. He had cancer of the lymph nodes.
We tried the chemo but it was to hard on him.
If I knew now what I knew then I would’nt have put him through it.
I loved him that much. I guess I was selfish.
He had two treatments and I realized that it was to
uncomfortable for him.
I guess I look at it from a strange point. From 17 to 27 you
change so much yet he was myh one constant.
You couldn’t ask for a better constant.
Its been 8 years now and I still think of him at least 2 or 3 times a
month and always remember the anniversary of his passing.
I keep a lovely picture of us on my tv and a pic in my wallet.
Kelly
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