Tommy was my big, gentle, lovable, cuddly boy. He was 14 years old, and I had him since he was about 1 or 2 years old. He had been pretty healthy most of his life. He must have been the gentlest dog I ever met, and so full of love.
He loved Vixen at first sight and they were inseparable, and now they are together again.
He loved every person he ever met and loved meeting new people, he was especially loving toward children, and babies were his favorites, I never forget when he adopted a baby that was a regular visitor to the dog park, he would not leave the babies side.
He would lick my hands whenever he got a chance, but would never lick my face, which he was more than happy to do for anyone else he met :)
He was huge, when he was younger he could gently stand up and put his paws on your shoulder and look you in the eyes, unfortunately as he got older he couldn’t quite manage that as his backend had been weak for several years.
He would always be in whatever room I was in, so he had beds in all the rooms I would be in for any length of time. If I got up to go into another room he would get up and flop down in that room. He just liked being close to people.
Posted by morris on Sunday, April 22, 2018