I'm pretty sure Toby is sad. He and Dublin became good buddies. They enjoyed hanging out together in the sub zero temps while it snowed. They would sit on their little deck and just watch the world go by.
I have always felt that Dublin would look into my eyes and could tell what I was feeling, he was a special boy. I named him after Dublin, Ireland, because I had to delay my trip there by a year and I got Dublin instead. It was worth it. Ireland was great a year later, plus I ended up with a wonderful companion.
Dublin passed quickly with Shannon and me by his side. Soon after he was gone the kids came in and sat with him. Lily laid her head on him and petted him and RJ cried big crocodile tears while hugging me. He was loved.