Tommy was born deaf and blind and came to Hollow Creek Farm to eat orange cream sickles and teach people about love. Tommy was always super happy, healthy and loved to run and play with all the other furry guests of Hollow Creek Farm.
Tommy came to Hollow Creek Farm because he was left to be disposed of in an animal shelter drop box. There is a book written about Tommy told from the perspective of the dog and HCF. You can find it here: Tommy A Story of Ability, by Vicky Kaseorg https://www.amazon.com/Tommy-Story-Ability-Vicky-Kaseorg/dp/147839143X:
Tommy taught us all how to embrace life and savor its possibilities. Ultimately, Tommy was defined by what he COULD do. His sense of smell and touch, his ability to jump, run, and even leap, expressed the joy for life that he had.
Tommy especially loved orange cream sickles. He would do anything for his cream sickles and it was part of his daily regimen. Along with that was his innate ability to prove how powerful the ability to do everything he wanted, when he wanted.
A dog's life is more than what some humans place on it. A dog's life is what Tommy made of it and he lived large and ran strong every day.
We call the yard Tommy Land because he ran and played to his heart’s content with dogs, cows, pigs, goats and horses. His life was like one day after another at Disney World!
He also knew how to get under the covers to settle in for the night because Tommy loved a good snuggle. Tommy loved to be loved.
When Tommy passed away it was heart-wrenching for us to deal with the loss. He went quickly and only truly had one day of not being himself. For that we are very grateful.
He brought so much joy to so many. He taught everyone about courage, trust, and how to live life to the fullest no matter what obstacles you face.
I was his eyes and ears, but he was my heart.
There will never be another like Tommy. But we can all be a little more like him. Be kind to a stranger. Be happy about the little things in life. And never quit or make excuses about your ability to do things. …and if there is a second biscuit in that pocket... get it!
R.I.P. Tommy you are loved and you are so missed, but you will never be forgotten.