Tory was the surprise puppy that came along well after his two sisters were born. I was just about ready to go take the two girls to be checked by the vet when he made his appearance. Tory was always a little different than his sisters. He spent his short 6 years being a peacemaker between the two girls. He would never stand up to eat or drink. Everything was done at his pace. He fit in Florida perfectly. He christened my new car with two days of being sick on the way to a trip to visit his breeder Betty Lou Breese. By the time that we got to West Virginia, he was having seizures. Luckily, he got over his problem quickly and had a wonderful time going in and out of the doggie door at her house. He found joy in everything.
Unfortunately he went into renal failure at the age of 6 and was never able to recover in spite of all of the medical interventions that he received. It is very hard to give up on a 6.5 year old.
Rest in peace my sweet boy. I think about your quirks daily. You are sadly missed. Take good care of your siblings, aunt, and mom.