I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve thought about firing up this blog again and writing about this or that, but until now, I’ve never followed through. Sadly, we lost our beloved Thor recently and the first thing I felt compelled to do was write about him. And that quickly turned into the desire to create a proper tribute for him. I’m posting it because he was an integral part of our RV travels and, undoubtedly, the most popular member of our family.
In December, 2018, almost a year after losing our previous dog, Dixie, I reached out to the folks at Coastal German Shepherd Rescue in San Diego, where we were spending the winter in our motorhome.
I told them we were looking for a young dog with no significant issues (Dixie had been a handful and we wanted an “easy” dog), and I had come across two Shepherds on their website that looked like they might fit the bill – Cora and Thor. I asked if we could meet them.
When we arrived, the volunteer, Lorraine, brought out Cora, and she was just perfect. Calm, well mannered, prim and proper, happy to receive pets.
We spent a few minutes with her and then Lorraine said, “Let me go get Thor. He’s actually my favorite at the moment.”
A couple moments later, the door flung open and out burst Thor, bounding toward us, all blind enthusiasm.
He didn’t know who we were, why we were there, or what was happening but he was 100% committed to the plan. Whatever the plan was.
He jumped on us, around us, and as soon as Kevin sat down on the ground, immediately climbed into his lap.
Without a word, we both knew: “This is our dog.”
Lorraine told us he’d been picked up as a stray and had been in their care for 10 months. When we expressed surprise that such a good looking, apparently purebred Shepherd would languish in a shelter for so long, she explained that he could be a bit aggressive toward other dogs. She said “most people want ‘dog park dogs’” and Thor would never be that kind of dog. He would always need to be walked separately and kept away from other dogs.
“Uh oh,” we both thought.
After six plus years of managing a reactive Dixie, the last thing we wanted was yet another reactive dog, but we reasoned that since we’d dealt with it before, we could handle it.
And if we didn’t adopt him, no one would!
And we could get him training!!
And he was Lorraine’s favorite!!!
It was all just justification for what we wanted. And what we wanted was this whirling dervish of crazy named Thor.
So, against our better judgment and prior declarations, we brought him home.
Within the first couple days, I told Kevin that Thor reminded me of the Kool-Aid Man, unexpectedly busting through walls, yelling “Ohhhhhhh Yeah!!!” and that was a comparison we’d come back to again and again.
From the start, he wanted to meet everyone, climb all over everything, and “party” late into the night. He instantly became the focus of our day-to-day existence and the center of attention in our home. Indeed, every visitor got the full “Thor treatment” – at the front door, on the couch, at the dining room table…a nosy, pushy German Shepherd demanding your full attention.
Sometimes, I think he just didn’t quite appreciate how big he was. Take this photo, for example:
You could be forgiven if you didn’t even notice my mother-in-law was in the picture too.
Now, some people would look at these photos and think “That dog needs some training and discipline.”
And those people would not be wrong.
But we never chastised him for his overly enthusiastic ways. We loved that he loved people and we never wanted to dim his spirit.
The most I ever said – and I said it often – was “Thor – Can we take it down a couple notches, please?”
But I didn’t really care. Because he was hilarious.
From howling along with every police siren to chasing down every squirrel, pigeon, or fly that drew his attention; from spazzing out every time we would pick up “his” bag (containing his ball, launcher, and hiking stuff) to his almost religious tradition of spinning around 2 or 3 times while waiting for his ball to be thrown so he could chase it; from opening the shutters – that we had intentionally closed – so he could yell at the dogs walking down our sidewalk to planting himself directly underfoot anytime we were in the kitchen or trying to exercise (and I do mean directly under foot):
he always, always gave us something to smile about.
Thor was smart – really smart. All of our Shepherds have been intelligent, but he was something special. It wasn’t just about his ability to problem solve. He was strategic, stubborn, and, I daresay, manipulative as hell. Multiple times, having, once again, been outsmarted by the dog, I would tell Kevin, “Next dog we get needs to be dumb. I don’t want more than 3 brain cells in their damned head.”
Even more astounding was his sense of direction and memory. Last Summer, we rented a car and drove up to the town of Tomar in Portugal.
It was the first time we’d done a real roadtrip since moving to Portugal and Thor was, unsurprisingly, a bit confused and nervous.
We parked the car in a big municipal parking lot and walked over to our Air BnB a couple blocks away. After dropping off our stuff, we left Thor in the apartment while we drove over to a grocery store to pick up some provisions. When we came back, we parked in the same parking lot but in a different spot, probably 20 yards away from our original spot.
Later that evening, we took him for a walk, going down by the river and exploring some of the parks. He was still nervous and unsure, and, eventually, we decided to head back to the Air BnB, so he could settle in. But as we were walking, he kept pulling us in a different direction. We decided to follow his lead just to see what he was so interested in, and he ended up walking us back to the parking lot where our car was parked. But not only did he take us back to the correct parking lot, he walked us right to the parking space in which we’d originally parked. The rental car wasn’t there anymore, but he knew exactly which spot we’d originally been in.
So, somehow, this dog, who had never been to this town before, knew exactly how to get back to the parking lot – from a different part of town – and back to the exact space we’d parked our rental car in several hours before.
Insane.
Of course, he didn’t always engage that big brain of his.
There was the time he ate a large chunk of squeaky toy and we had to go on 24/7 poop watch and hope for no blockage.
And there was his ill-advised foray into Austin’s Lake Travis in pursuit of ducks, who, as Thor soon learned, could fly farther than he could swim. If not for Kevin going in after him (fully clothed and with his cell phone in his pocket) to save his dumbass, he would have been in trouble.
He also once tried to pick a fight with a police horse.
The point is, his choices weren’t always well-considered.
Whatever level of intellect he chose to exercise, he was always up for an adventure. Whether it was hiking in the mountains or exploring ocean beaches or going to a local dog park (it turned out he was, in fact, a “dog park dog”), Thor’s answer to every suggestion was a resounding “Yes!!”
While he might be a tiny bit nervous when we’d go somewhere new, as soon as he “got it,” he relaxed.
Like… really relaxed.
Of course, looking at this photo of him making himself at home on the balcony of our hotel in the south of Spain, I am reminded of the fact that some people thought our dog was spoiled.
I don’t see it.
But even if he was, who could blame us?
Not only was he devastatingly handsome – the Pierce Brosnan of the canine community…
But he was the epitome of joy…
Joy in the green grass
Joy in the snow
Joy on top of mountains
Joy in the creeks
And on the beaches
Joy on every road trip – long or short
Joy in finding the biggest stick
Or the best toy
Or the perfect place to take a snooze
Simply put, Thor loved life and we loved having him in our lives.
In late June, Thor was diagnosed with Hemangiosarcoma, an aggressive, malignant cancer that most often affects German Shepherds, Golden Retrievers, and Labs between the ages of 7 and 12. It is a cancer of the blood vessels that develops silently, only becoming apparent when a tumor in the spleen ruptures, causing internal bleeding. We were lucky in that he survived the initial episode and we were able to take him out for a few more afternoons in the sunshine, but we had hoped for more; more hikes, more swimming, more road trips, more beach days. Sadly, it was not to be and, a few weeks after his diagnosis, we had to say goodbye to our best friend of seven and a half years.
For all the years we had him, whenever we would drive to a new place, Thor would pop up wanting to check out everything new. He knew the sound of the RV being put in park and he’d immediately run to the front and see what he could see out the windshield or driver’s side window.
In our cars, the minute we parked, he’d launch himself between us, using the center console as his personal step (which you can see in the photo I posted above).
However it worked, Thor was always, always, always excited to get wherever we were going and that excitement always manifested itself with him jumping up to the front seat between us upon arrival.
And that is why I treasure this photo I snapped of us in the car just a few days before he left us.
It’s our last photo together and while not a particularly memorable background, it perfectly encapsulates how I’ll always remember Thor – Just thrilled to be with his people going wherever we took him.
I was so excited to see a new post come through from y’all but right away knew it wasn’t good news.
I started following your blog probably 10 years ago now… And have gotten to “know” Thor.
My heart hurts about his passing and my heart goes out to you both.
What a beautiful memorial you put together and thank you for sharing.
He’s gone way way too soon but boy – did y’all make the most of 7.5 years together!! You rescued him and gave each other much better lives in the process.
May Thor live on in your hearts forever.
Hi Jaimi,
Thanks so much for your kind comment. That’s definitely a beautiful way to look at it: We did rescue him, but he rescued us right back in his own crazy way. 🙂 Experiencing the quiet (read: boring) nature of our household these days, we appreciate even more how much his presence impacted us.
I’m thrilled you started up your blog again and hope that this beautiful tribute to Thor was therapeutic for you. I will miss him sniffing me (we’ll leave it at that) and all of his fur! 😂. He had a heart of gold.
Haha… yeah, ‘boundaries’ weren’t always his thing. Sorry bout that. LOL. I feel like Thor was proof positive that we made the right choice by not having kids. If we HAD had kids, those kids would be in prison right now.
Dear Laura and Kevin,
I am so sorry and so sad for you.
Of course, your news hit home for all your readers with dogs. Mine included.
Here is a quote that I revisit often.
“We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own live within a fragile circle; easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan.” ~ Irving Townsend
p.s. I miss your musings.
Thanks so much, Lisa. I really appreciate this quote because it’s 100% accurate. Every time we go through this, we declare “never again.” But if you’re a dog person, you’re a dog person, and it’s hard to imagine life any other way. And we’re reminded of that every day now. A house just isn’t a home without a furry roommate – at least not for us.
So! How long will it take for you to find your next high maintenance, high octane dog, totally worth the wonderful life you have given all your dogs? What a blessing he was to you, and what a blessing you were to him!
Lost track of you when you moved to Portugal. Looking forward to hearing about your life there. Sign me up!
Thank you, Pat. I think it’ll be a while before we get another dog, but I have no doubt, eventually, we will. And I also have no doubt said future dog will be at least ‘slightly’ crazy because that’s apparently our ‘type.’ 🙂
Always enjoyed the Thor tales, as I too have a “special” pup that I love to the moon and back. So very sorry for your loss.
Thank you, Darlene. Dogs are just the best and we’re so lucky to have them in our lives, even if it’s never for long enough.
What a beautiful tribute to a special, much loved Big Guy. Very sweet ….and a lovely reminder of how much I miss your writing! Hugs to you both ….the hole now feels immense since he was such an integral part of your life. I loved seeing all the photos and shenanigans — you can easily fall in love with a dog who loves life and comes at life like a freight train. My deepest condolences …. CindyP
Thank you so much, Cindy. The hole really does feel immense these days, especially since we’ve basically been together 24/7/365 since the day we adopted him. But we’re so thankful for all the great memories and wouldn’t have it any other way.
I have enjoyed your blogs and was excited to see the email…. Now I’m sad. I’m so sorry your best friend has passed. 4 yrs ago we lost the best dog a family could have so I feel your pain. ❤️
Thank you so much for your kind comment. Dogs are just amazing. They are each special in their own way and they each take a chunk of your heart when they go. The fact that we’re all willing to sign up for this heartbreak again and again is testament to their specialness.
So very sorry for your loss. Our four legged friends all leave us too soon and it’s really hard. I love you writing about Thor and the photos as I feel like I know his wonderful personality. Take care.
Thank you so much. It was therapeutic to write it and I appreciate that folks are willing to read it.
A great memorial to a great companion!! We always loved reading your blogs which included numerous Thor stories. May Thor rest in Peace.
Mary Jane and John
Thank you guys so much. It’s so weird because I had just seen you right before this all happened. It feels like a million years ago. In any case, I appreciate you guys continuing to read my blog. Stay well.
Glad you started posting again. I have missed reading your entertaining and informative posts as well as living vicariously through you. Thor was a wonderful dog! I always loved the endless fetch games, the tug-of-war with his toys, and how he planted himself in the midst of everything becoming the furry speed bump of the living room. He will be missed but never forgotten. 🦴💕
Thank you very much. You pretty much summarized him 100%. He considered you a worthy “pull” opponent. 🙂 And you’re right: he’ll never be forgotten. Even if we could, we’ll be finding his dog hair for decades!
I am so sorry for the loss of your dear Thor 😭💔 Thank you for sharing him with all of us. This is a beautiful tribute 💝 You are in my thoughts and prayers
Thank you so much for reading it and for your kindness. We appreciate it.
I’m heartbroken for you two. We lost our sweet Maizey in December. They don’t live long enough, but they live fully.
As I read your beautiful tribute trying to keep the tears back, our new 80lb pittie (named Loki) decided it was time to gnaw on my arm (gently) because I wasn’t playing with him on his schedule. So it’s time to put down the phone and give him the attention he deserves.
Take care, and thank you for rescuing the dog that others passed over. I’m sure he repaid you a million times over.
I’m sorry about Maizey too. I remember she was a fabulous family dog for you guys. They all break your heart – every one of them. But it’s nice to see you’ve opened your home again to a new pup. And, of course, I love that his name is Loki! We’ve met other Thors, Lokis, and Odins over the past several years. Seems to be a thing. 🙂 Anyway, please give Loki some extra pets from us in honor of his brother from another mother. 🙂
Hello Laura and Kevin! I was surprised to see a post in my inbox and immediately sad before I opened it. I’m so sorry for your loss. Dogs are so resilient even when they aren’t at their best. You wouldn’t know from looking at the last picture that he wasn’t well. But then again, he was between his two favorite people. Laura, you are such a fantastic writer and your tribute to Thor was an honor for me to read (and a tearjerker). Take care and be well.
Thank you so much, Shelley. I really appreciate your kindness. One of the things that really threw us was how well Thor was doing just before things went south. We knew he was sick and had limited time left, but he was doing really well and we expected him to be around for a bit. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Just another reason to live every day to its fullest. Thank you again.
Thank you for gently walking us through the sad news about Thor even while you must still be in the throes of loss. Ah, why must the good die young?
We were sitting down in the truck when your post arrived. I read it to Jim as he drove us from San Luis Obispo to Salinas on 101, the King’s Highway. It seemed right to be in that mode as we took in Thor’s story– your story of The Thor Days on the road.
What a good boy! When it finally sinks in that he is gone, we will miss him. For now, he still seems very present lolling around underfoot his Portugal digs.
Jim and I have always loved German Shepherds, but we would never consider taking one on. German Shepherds are serious dogs. Only serious dog people have German Shepherds. And Thor was certainly serious … about having fun– more of a labradoodle personality. All-in for whatever! Something about his eyes made me feel I knew him– had met him somewhere before– that’s why I alway ended my comments “Hugs to Thor.”
Thank you for sharing him and letting us love him.
Deepest sympathies from both of us.
Thank you for your beautiful comment, Carmen. I know you know exactly how it feels to lose a much loved travel and life companion. Thor still seems very much present to us too. It will, unquestionably, take a long time before we walk into our building and not expect to hear the telltale jingling of his collar upstairs, or expect to see his snout pushing through the crack in the door after we turn the key. I’m sure it will eventually fade and that in itself will be simultaneously a relief and incredibly sad. Anyway, thank you for reading and always knowing exactly how to express the most beautiful thoughts.
Oh no! This is not what I had hoped to read. Being a “dog person” with 2 bossy (but so very loved) Shelties, and knowing the pain of loss, I am so very sorry! Please take comfort in knowing you gave him the best life…ever!
I do hope you resume your blog…we all miss it and your creative writing!
Thor will be missed by us all.
Thanks for giving him so much love, attention and fun!
Thanks so much, Patti. Shelties are just gorgeous dogs and interestingly enough, everyone I’ve ever known who had one actually had two. They seem to come in pairs! 🙂 Anyway, thank you for your kindness. Please give yours a couple extra scritches and hugs for us. Stay well!
Only Thor can resurrect your blog site 🙁 and pay him a tribute!
We were shocked and then saddened by your post, as anyone would be. Steve
owned and trained many German Shepherds as police dogs with his dad when he
a young man, hands-down his favorite breed. And Thor was definitely one of the
good ones. Looking through your post and the pictures showed how much he
enriched your lives. You even bought a car for him! What more can you ask for?
Too bad during our two visits in Lisbon, we never got to meet him.
~Steve and Mona Liza
It’s true…and my blog is only partially resurrected. There are a lot of bugs that need to be worked out after this thing was completely neglected for three years!
And now I feel bad that I didn’t make more of an effort to have you meet Thor when you were here. We’ve just gotten in the habit of meeting up with visitors closer to where they’re staying since we live in a kind of quiet neighborhood away from the more popular (touristy) neighborhoods. Sorry about that. We should have just had you over and then you could have hung out with him.
And I know, I know… the next visit needs to be us traveling to you. It’ll happen! I promise!
Hi Laura and Kevin,
I’m so sorry about this devastating news. As dog lovers and owners, you know this heartbreaking moment is inevitable, yet you are never ever ready for it. Your tribute to Thor is perfect – well-written and oozing with love, care, and adoration. He was such a handsome and happy soul. I’m sorry we never got to meet him, even though we tried.
Mark, Maya, and I visited Lisbon early this year and I tried contacting you here on your blog a couple of times and even asked Jim and Carmen if they had a better way to reach you. It would have been so cool to meet up and share stories from the road and dog antics.
I hope you both will manage this sad and painful period okay. I’m sure you gave Thor the best life possible and will keep him close in your hearts forever. Xox
Hey Liesbet,
I’m so sorry we missed you. When did you send the message? My guess is it got caught up in our spam filters. Since I’ve been neglecting this site for years, it got pretty inundated with spammers and scammers and other nonsense and we put the filters on and it probably overcorrected a bit. Oops. I wonder what else we missed??? (Honestly, as long as I didn’t have to get another message from an SEO Optimization firm, I was happy.) Seriously, though, many apologies for missing you.
And thank you for your kind message. I often think of pet ownership like going to a fancy restaurant. You know that, at some point, you’re gonna have to pay a big bill, but when it happens, instead of the waiter just handing you the check, he punches you in the throat. It’s always just such a shock, ya know?
Anyway, hugs to all three of you. And scritches and treats for Miss Maya.
Hiya, I probably sent the messages (and tried to find you on Facebook) sometime in January as we visited Lisboa the last four days of January 2026. And then returned to take the train north with Maya in April.
A beautiful tribute to a special boy! I don’t remember the 7 seconds after meeting us story and just love it. You were definitely meant to be a family and Thor won the pet parents lottery! We’ll miss the big goofball and hearing about his latest antics and we’re so sorry you didn’t have more time with him.
Thank you. I absolutely agree that we were meant to find each other and be a family and that always makes me very content.
No, Laura, not like that! That is not the blog resumption I was looking for. But this is a beautiful tribute to a Very Good Boy. I know you both have big holes in your hearts right now, but I hope looking back through all your photos with Thor was a good reminder of all the wonderful memories you three made together.
Yeah, sorry about that. I had been going back and forth for months on the whole blog thing and I just didn’t want to ask Kevin to do all the tech support work that had to be done to make the site operable if I wasn’t going to actually write anything. Then, this all happened and I just felt the need. It was absolutely therapeutic, but also very, very sad to take that walk down memory lane. That saying “grief is the price we pay for love” – that is 100% accurate.
What a beautiful tribute of Thor. We were lucky to have met him and spent time playing with him in the RV. I’m so sorry for your loss.
Thanks, Julie. I think you guys were some of his first friends!
I’m so sorry. Those darn dogs break hearts! I remember meeting you, Kevin and of course Thor! He sure did have a strong personality! Your blog memorial was spot on…he loved you two and you loved him. I loved the pictures of him; he was such a handsome guy!
Thanks so much, Tami! Those darn dogs, indeed. They’re your best friends in the world and then they just rip your heart out on the way out the door. Hope you guys are doing ok.
I didn’t realize how much I missed reading your posts until seeing this wonderful tribute. It hit particularly hard as we recently lost our Shepherd mix that sounded similar to Thor in many ways. She also didn’t get along with other dogs which could be a PITA at times, but she was our PITA and we still feel the hole her passing has left. I love your writing style and this post brought up a lot of good memories…I hope you continue.
Thank you, Bill. Your comment about your dog being “a PITA but OUR PITA” made me laugh. That’s exactly how we felt about Thor (and Dixie before him) many, many times. I think it’s a German Shepherd specialty. 🙂
Oh, Laura and Kevin, we are so sad that you lost your beloved Thor. This is an epic collection of photos and memories, and a wonderful tribute to him. How lucky he was to come home with you, and to have such a loving, adventure filled life. He was smart and goofy, playful and affectionate…and you captured all of who he was in your photos. He looks so majestic in the beautiful photo on the mountaintop, and then hilarious with that pink giraffe!!! I will always remember my first meeting with Thor in your RV where he immediately snuggled right up and tried to sit in my lap (which was fine by me, even though you tried to contain his enthusiasm, haha). He was a sweetheart. ❤️ Our hearts go out to you, dear friends.
Thank you so much, Laurel. Thor definitely had two sides – the regal, noble, loyal German Shepherd, and the total goofball. He was 100% one or the other at all times. I’m so glad we all got to spend time together and the pictures of you guys with Thor always make me smile. He obviously really loved you both. As always, thanks for your kindness and support.
Many humans could take lessons from Thor on how to live…fearlessly, curious, adventurous, and always loving. He lived his best life with you and Kevin! Hugs
So true. Dogs, in general, just live in the present and enjoy the hell out of life. Wise advice, indeed.
It was wonderful to see your blog come up again….until I read it. We’re so very sorry about this loss. As you showed us, he was one of a kind and what a great life you gave him. They just don’t stay long enough.
We talked about the evening we first met Thor in San Diego. He was so beautiful and such a big personality. We’re glad we got to meet him and sorry he’s gone.
Thank you so much, Sue. You were his very, very first friends and presenters of his all time favorite toys, Wubbas! Man, he loved those things. I know you know all about one-of-a-kind dogs and how hard it is to let them go. Please give Taos a big hug to for us.
I was so excited to see your blog pop up on my feed again, but I’m sorry it’s for such a sad reason. Thor sounds like a wonderful companion and an endless source of entertainment. I’m so sorry for your loss. Rest in peace, Thor.
Thank you so much, Diana. We truly appreciate your kindness.
It was great to see a post from you then so very very sad to hear about Thor. I had followed you for a very long time and yes Thor was the star of the blog. Sorry for your loss.
The star of the blog and the star of our home… 🙂 Thank you for your kind comment, Vernon. We appreciate it.
Would you believe that Barb and I were just talking about you the other day? Wondering how you were doing. I am so sorry to read about Thor. Thor was very lucky to have you as parents and you very lucky to have him. Our Dakota is now 12 and is really struggling, such a hard time in life. Writing about Thor, honoring him like you did is not only the right thing to do, but also very therapeutic. Our hearts go out to you.
Thank you so much, Jim. I have continued reading your blog and following your travels and life. Indeed, at this point, with all I’ve learned from you guys about farming, fishing, and building, I’m feeling pretty sure I could keep us alive during a zombie apocalypse. (Just kidding. I’d be dead within a day).
Sorry to hear about Dakota. Our first dog lived until almost 14, so we’ve been through that process too. It’s always hard watching them slow down. The best we can do is just be with them and make sure they’re comfortable, pain free, and surrounded by love every day. I know you all have got that part down.
You’ve got me in tears, even though I never met Thor. I often wished for your return to the blog, but not for this reason. You guys and Thor were clearly destined to be together. It sounds like he had a genuine zest for life. He was so lucky to have two humans who didn’t just appreciate him, but actively celebrated who he was. In turn, you were lucky to have the perfect animal companion who was up for all the adventures – every single one – and you guys could dish out adventures! I don’t claim to know what awaits us after death, but I always hope I will meet my companion animals again, and I hope that for you two as well.
Thank you so much. Thor was the perfect dog for us and I sure hope we were the perfect people for him. I loved our family and all the adventures we got to take together. And I don’t have a clue what happens on the other side either, but wouldn’t it be so nice if not only we got to reunite, but they got to be the best, most healthy versions of themselves? No cancer, no arthritis, no dysplasia… It’s nice to think about anyway. Hope you guys are doing well.
Dear Laura and Kevin!
I was so happy to see you in my inbox and oh! how I loved reading this post, except for knowing before I started that it was going to bring tears. What a spectacular creature in every way, and your account of life with him was beautiful and moving and funny. I’m desperately sorry that his time was too short, but it never, ever would’ve been long ENOUGH. Big hugs and heart-healing wishes.
Thank you so much, Gwyn. You’re a hundred percent correct: no amount of time would have ever been enough. We’re just thankful for all the time we did have. He was a true gift. Hugs back to you! (BTW, I am enjoying seeing your puppy posts. Keep those coming!!)
I never had the pleasure of meeting Thor, only knew him through your blog posts, but the minute I saw the news, I was so sad. Then I remembered that one photo of him, my favorite of all time from your blog: you in the bathroom, and Thor shoving his snout and as much of his face as could fit under the bathroom door. Still makes me smile thinking of that photo, he was one of a kind.
LOL. That photo is such a perfect representation of Thor – pushy, stubborn, and with zero appreciation for boundaries. Oh, and hilarious. He really did make us laugh every single day. Thank you, Annie.