Saying Goodbye

I always said that Toby adopted us. It was two weeks after my first Chihuahua, Chipper, had passed away at 14. (I had had him since I was six-years-old.) I had decided that I would wait before getting another dog. I already had a chocolate Lab. One Saturday my family and I were going to Louisiana to see my grandmother. My dad made a pit stop at a rundown shack-of-a-home...