Ask Toby

Hello again, gentle readers!

As you may have noticed from looking through my Tales … or from reading some of the pieces of them … or even all the pieces of all of them! I have had ever so many adventures in life and in my neighborhood. And now I know all kinds of stuff about all kinds of stuff. In fact, all of this stuff I know now has made me into a very wise Husky indeed. A lot of it I tell to my younger dog friends when they ask me. And even when they don't!

Most of my adventures were more funnerer than flying ice cubes with more kinds of peoples and dogs than there are snowflakes in Husky Heaven! But some of them made my heart sink deepliest into very dark places and made me be afraid that it would stop beating forever.

Yes, I have learned all kinds of things from my many different kinds of adventures in life and in my neighborhood. How important are kind, friendly peoples and dogs who will play with you for sooooo long of a time that you have to lay down to get your breathing back! How no matter how much of your person's stuff you shred and spread all over the place, or how many bad things you do even though you know you shouldn't have, she will always – after she stops yelling at you louder than scary thunder in the dark of night – give you hugs and treats and tell you what a good boy you are.

But the most important thing I learned was when I lived with those-bad-people-who-never-liked-me-I-don't-know-why. They made me have hurtings all over my body for waaaay too long of times. They forgot to give me food, which left me sooo hungry that my pretty pink belly made awful noises that made me be wide awake in the middle of my dark and lonely nights. I was sure my tail would never wag again. But worst of all, they left me all alone, by myself, in a cold dark silent-place where I had no one to play with. But somehow I-don't-know-why, I always knew that things would get better. Or at least less worst. Because they had to. Because. And that someday, I would get to go back to doing what I do best: Having fun! And that's exactly what happened. Because what happened was my person.

And so gentle readers, if you would like to ask me questions or just tell me anything, please do. About the many times that were funnerest and waaay more happierer than I ever dared imagined they could be. And also about the times that were sadderer than buried flowers. Because I would love to hear from you. Really I would.

Your forever friend,
Toby
tobybordwin@gmail.com