Dixie_Girl Posted September 5, 2007 Report Share Posted September 5, 2007 Lil Toby bolted from the front door to follow by grandson across the street and into the woods. Before my grandson could get to him or us to him two trucks came by and he ran right into them. I yelled to my grandson to get him up here to the truck while I got dressed to go to the vets, but he was gone by the time my grandson got him up here. The trucks never slowed, much less stop. My 9yr old granddaughter, to whom Toby really belonged to, was hysterical. She saw the whole thing. If he would have just followed my grandson into the woods, or if the kids wouldn't have let him slip out, or if he just would have listened when I called him. He had NEVER even attempted to go down to the road before, but he was following my grandson. I didn't know there was a prob till I heard all the kids yelling for him. This poor lil guy had it so rough in the beginning of his life, and he was settling in so nice to family life. And he was so good with the grandkids. He insisted on sleeping with my granddaughter every night. I am just so tore up about this. One slip, one mistake, and he had to pay for it with his short, sweet life. He was the happiest dog I had ever seen. He always looked like he had a big grin on his face. RIP lil Toby Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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