He came into our life and enriched it in a way that shocked all of us. In fact, it wasn't all that long after we got him that we decided one of him was not enough. We needed another one to go along with him.
We joked about the 300 pounds of ego in that compact body. The truth was, for every ounce of ego the amount of love in that compact body was double the size of the ego.
Thor was a wonder dog. He was the dog that let you know when he was happy by purring when you snuggled with him. As a puppy he would drag jack stands across the shop floor trying to get the bigger dogs that walked by. He was always attuned to our feelings. If we were sad he would do everything in his doggy power to make us feel better. When Dad was in his final hours, Thor was there, wanting to be there with him.
He loved chocolate. Yes, we knew it was bad for him. We did limit it and eventually cut him off from it. He could look at you with those eyes and make you jump through hoops trying to find what he thought he wanted or needed. I suspect part of the time it was him watching his humans working so hard to please him and he was probably doing a doggy snicker.
He flew all over Alaska in his younger days. He got to ride the Al-Can High way. He got to travel to several areas in the United States. He was a well traveled dog, but his favorite place was in the chair with his daddy.
When he had an accident he would look so ashamed of himself. Or he'd go hide, so we couldn't see the guilt written all over his little face.
Thor came into our life and changed it forever. If only we could be half the person he thought we were.
Last night, Thor passed away. He was an old dog, but even to the end, Thor was our puppy. We shall miss you Thor. We shall always love you. Thank you for 13 wonderful years. Rest in Peace little buddy.
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