Troy

This wolf is a tribute to my late dog, Troy. I met Troy when I was seven years old on Christmas day in 2009. I knew from the moment our eyes met that he would be a companion for life. He was courageous, and loyal, and endlessly funny. He never lost the puppy in him, right to the end. Troy always put me and my needs before his own well being, and I am forever thankful to him for that. It's hard to pick a favorite trait or memory of Troy, but one of my favorite quirks of his was that he couldn't howl. He just kind of made this weird yelping/groaning bark-like noise. And he always smelled like Russian Sage, because he was always running through it trying to eat the various bugs that had landed on it. Troy shared my fear of heights, and he hated going down the steps. I refused to walk down steps until the age of nine because I was so afraid of falling. It was funny, having a dog who was scared of the same thing that I was. Unfortunately, hip dysplasia and arthritis got the better of him, and we had to put him to sleep on November 15th, 2021. Twelve years is a long time for a German Shepherd, and though I wish I could have had more time with him, I'm glad that he was part of my life. I love you, Troy, and I hope you're having fun up there, Stink.