This is the story of a special dog and his life with the people who have loved him many years.
In other words, it’s a story about love.
Colby joined his forever family over Easter weekend in 2002, much to the surprise of his new Dad and brother, who hadn’t expected to come home to a Corgi.
Oh sure, Tammy had talked about it. Told her husband Rob she was going to do it, get that Corgi and bring him on home. He didn’t think she was serious.
(Never underestimate a woman on a mission!)
“I always wanted a Corgi” says Tammy. “Of course they are adorable, but also intelligent, so silly, and have sensitive souls. They love us no matter what we look like, or how much money we have.”
And so began Colby’s growing up, alongside his brother Hunter. Two lucky boys with a lot of room to run around and be boys.
“Though he’s always been shy, taking a while to warm up to folks, he made friends with the neighbor dog Buddy. They’ve grown old together.”
Like all kids, Colby was bound to give his parents a spot of trouble or two, here and there. In 2004, he decided that exploring the wooded area near his home was a good idea. It was summer, he was young, the adventure of the forest beckoned.
Eleven days later, he hadn’t come home.
“I knew he wouldn’t go to anyone because of his shyness” says Tammy. “We almost gave up hope, until we finally got a late night phone call and eventually got our hands on him. He was stinky and skinny and a little beat up, but we couldn’t hug him tight enough. I cried like a baby. The worry of missing our Colby broke my heart.”
He loved them back every bit as much, and hated being separated from the family. “We went on a couple of trips where we needed to board him, and he got sick every time because of his nerves. So we got a pop-up camper to take him on our trips. Problem solved. Now there’s always a spot for him!”
“Colby barks at the boys going in and out the door, up and down the stairs, at every car that rolls at the wrong speed down the road, at every delivery man and deer and wildlife that steps on our property. He sounds tough, but he’s really just a chicken.”
“He sleeps with us every night, and as so many of us do, WE sleep around him. His favorite sleeping position (of course) is on his back with all four paws in the air. I have cried with Colby and laughed with Colby and carried and lifted my Colby when he was hurting.”
“Our Corgi boy has always been afraid of the camera, but about a year or two ago I finally discovered the trick to the perfect ears up, eyes on me photo: I get my camera ready and say, Colby want a treat? Works every time. He loves his treats!”
In January of 2012, Colby had to have a toe removed because it had some cancer in it. He healed up from that, and a year later he took on the role of big brother to Dorie, a little Corgi female. “He looked at me like I was nuts for bringing her home” recalls Tammy, “but he’s such a good and gentle boy. They love and take care of each other.”
“She runs to Colby when the vacuum comes out. Silly girl hasn’t figured out it scares him just as much! Dorie always comes running to see what’s up when Colby barks.”
“Dorie came to us from an Arkansas shelter. Because I got scared when Colby had the cancer in his toe and was getting up in age, I thought another dog would be company for him, and hopefully make his eventual passing easier for us”.
“Unfortunately, Colby’s passing will come sooner than we’d hoped. We all know we won’t have them forever, but gosh … “
“I touch and pet him and even feel for unusual lumps every day. At his last check-up, the vet found an aggressive, cancerous mass on Colby’s spleen, up under the stomach area and hard to find unless you know what you’re looking for. All the more reason to have yearly check ups, just in case.”
“Because he’s thirteen and the mass is already large, we are going to do our best to care for him, manage the pain when it happens, hug him and love him to the ends of the earth. He might have one month, he may have three. All we know for sure is we love Colby more than ever!”
“He’s always been my handsome man and has never really showed his age, so this came as a bit of a surprise. I know so many others have dealt with this and I know I can be strong too (with lots of tears!). It means the world to me to share Colby with Corgi Nation. I rely on the Corgi community for support. Sometimes close friends and family just don’t get it like Corgi Nation does. I was just teasing my husband Rob the other day that Colby got more than 600+ birthday wishes, and we as his humans never get that many! We laughed, knowing it was true.”
“I’ve never been faced with losing a pet who might need our help to cross the rainbow bridge in a peaceful way. I hope we make the right decisions.”
“If anyone wants to share their stories of cancer of the spleen, the good, the bad and sadly, the ugly, please feel free to help me understand what I might expect.”
“Is it possible to be annoyed by a bark, yet miss it all the same? I just don’t know how I’ll be able to stand the silence when we come home and he isn’t barking his hello to us.”
“I think Dorie is really going to miss him, and I hope we can do right by her, too. I find myself at a loss and feeling sad for her. Will she miss him, will she be lonely, can she be happy without her fur brother?”
“I’m confident that I will always have a part of my little shedding machine with me. On my clothes, in my carpet, in my car, under the bed and probably even on the moving ceiling fan.”
“More importantly, Colby will always remain deep in the core of my heart. Deeply missed, but more deeply loved.”