My family got Frodo from an agricultural show in 2010. We'd been thinking of getting another dog for a while, and I'd been begging to since I was 6 years old. I was purely by chance that my mum and I wandered into the livestock shed and found a litter of Tasmanian Smithfield sheep dogs for sale. I think it was meant to be. Frodo was a noisy little tri-colour puppy who stole our hearts instantly. He was actually named Growler by the breeder, as he expressed happiness, annoyance and most other emotions by grumbling and growling. He was one of a kind. As he grew older, he became stubborn, goofy, lazy and so so sweet. When he was in a goofy mood, he'd drag a blanket out from his bed into the lounge-room at night, and hold it, growling cheekily until we played with him. He loved it when we jokingly made a big deal about him carting a blanket around. He also loved flopping around legs akimbo and grr-ing until someone paid him attention. In one photo above he was kicking the couch until mum patted him. He was in a very cheeky mood that night. There are so many little things he did that I could never list them all. He was a delight, a grumpy old man, a huge goober and a great cuddler. There are so many more things I wish I could have done with him, so many places I wanted to go, so many cuddles I wanted to give him. He was taken far too soon from us at only 9 years old by rapid, aggressive cancer. He'd had many health issues through the years, but nothing so horrible as that. It only took a week before he couldn't walk anymore. He was gone so fast.
On his last day, there were many cuddles, a special cheeseburger and fudge sundae which he loved, and an entire bag of schmacko dog treats devoured. It was the most heartbreaking loss I've ever experienced, and I still feel the giant frodo shaped hole in my heart six months later.
I miss him terribly, but I'm so thankful for the time we had together.
I love you and miss you every day buddy <3