Toby.

He might have two teeth left.

Bad breath.

And a bad attitude.


But when I am down, I think of him, and how when he first entered my life, I was 9, scared of the dark, and all about my high top converse.

And now, 11 years later, he sees less, smells more, and still gets excited when I come home.

Tobes.
Toblerone.
Boo.
Toby Nairobi.