The last few weeks have been hard on many for many reasons.
On the 1st of August, I had to put my “baby” Ty, to sleep. It took all my strength inside and out to make the right decision for him. But it was the right one, to release him from the misery he was in. I just miss him lots and lots.
But instead of dwelling on that hard day, I’ve been trying to remember all the wonderful and fantastic times we had with Ty. Ty was a rambunctious, fun, loving, and unique animal. He was as much a part of our family as any human would be. Ty was very special in many ways.
Ty had lots of nicknames – TyBear, TyBo, Re-Re, and of course TYLER! when he was in trouble (just like a kid).
Since that fateful December evening Jon and I drove to Gap, Pennsylvania to adopt little Ty, he was full of energy and spunk. We had our choice of puppies, and we picked the most lively one with the BIG paws. Jon ultimately made the decision and it was a good one. Ty was so special, and still is. He was my “Christmas Present” of 2007. Jon had just proposed to me that Thanksgiving, and I was still in the process of moving in to his house.
Although he didn’t howl at first, he tried to bark, which was quite funny. We think he was imitating Zeke. But as he grew up to be a big boy, he learned to howl, and “talked” to us on a regular occasion. Even Zeke tried to learn to howl from Ty. It was great to see. They were two brothers who play-fought all the time, and to watch them play was quite something. They were just playing as dogs do, but the the teeth would come out, barking and howling would commence, and they pulled and nibbled on each other and rolled all other the floor, pinning each other down as if it were a wrestling contest.
Ty was hard-headed, but incredibly smart too. Multiple times he manages to escape from his crate inexplicably, he managed to open doors, and obtain items that most certainly out of his reach. Oh, that’s were another nickname came into play – Houdini.
When Ty wanted something, he went for it. We’ve caught him jumping on the dining room table (yes, bad dog), grabbing food products off the counter, licking pots and pans clean from the sink and the stove…He was a determined dog. Ty would slide down the slide, but run up it too, jump picnic tables and chairs.
He would get so excited to go outside, he would bust the door open with his head. He loved to sunbathe both in the summertime and the wintertime. He loved to be outdoors, sometimes it was hard to get him to come in. And of course, he loved the snow. He was a husky of course! And sometimes, he just couldn’t decided if he wanted to be in or out, so he did a little of both!
He was beautiful, gorgeous even, with that one green eye and that one grey-blue eye. My fluffy monster, always into something, not knowing any better (or maybe he did) and was just bored of the ho-hum and wanted to liven up the place by stealing something he shouldn’t have.
We all love you so much Ty. Thanks for all good times, and the wonderful memories.
You will have a place in my heart forever. I hope you’re having fun in doggie heaven, pulling that proverbial sled across the snow laden skies.