Oreo Frizzell was born in Prince Edward County, in 2007, on a farm just outside Picton, Ontario. At six weeks old he moved to Cressy, Ontario, also in Prince Edward County, after being picked up, early in the morning, by his newly adopted brother Colin, and his nephews Ryan and Mitchell. He was Christened, Oreo, by his niece, Allie. Peggy Frizzell, Oreo’s adopted mother, fell instantly in love with him and they were inseparable until her death in in 2018. He remained loyally by her side until the end and visited her in hospital when she was admitted after having a seizure.
Oreo spent his youth and middle age on the Frizzell farm, playing with the neighbour dogs, Babygirl and Bailey, both now passed. He romped through the fields with his cousin, Sparky, when he would visit from Ottawa, and would go to Ottawa to visit Sparky, and his youngest nephew Ethan, brother Mike and sister Charlette. Oreo enjoyed swimming in Lake Ontario and was a winery dog at Rosehall Run winery for a few weeks. But his main focus was his mom, Peggy.
When Peggy moved into a Retirement Home into Toronto, Oreo moved with her and became a therapy dog for her and many other residences who fell in love with him. One residence, in particular, Bibi, would always save half her dinner for him and bring it to him every morning. Other residence carried treats for him in their walkers.
In Toronto, Oreo enjoyed daily walks with Peggy and another resident, Betty. And occasional visits from his sister, Trish, who would always bring his treats. Oreo played in High Park, went to dog hill, spent warm days on bar patios, went for car and subway rides, outings to friend’s houses, vacations back to the farm, pool parties at his friend, Fishstick’s grandpa’s, and one year at High Park, and a trip to Toronto Island.
After Peggy passed Oreo moved in with Colin, who lived across the street. People in the neighbourhood would often say hello when they saw him on his walks. Oreo would sometimes lean against them, if he felt they needed a little extra affection. One time a man was sitting on a bench, having a beer with his head down when he spotted Oreo; the man popped his head up and said, “Hey, Oreo” and then went back to his beer. Another time, when Oreo was elderly, he was walking slowly through a back lane behind his apartment building, when a car pulled in behind him. Colin tried to hurry Oreo along and then woman popped her head out and yelled, “Take your time. I know him.” There are too many stories to share, of all the people who knew and loved Oreo. He has had a few roommates and he endeared himself to all of them. And he enjoyed weekly pub night with the boys.
He will be missed by his family, neighbours and friends, K-9 neighbours, especially, Leon, who Oreo took under his wing when Leon was a pup and Oreo slowed Leon tried to keep him spry, Delilah, a pug pup that would give Oreo kisses whenever she had a chance. Oreo was welled-loved and gave his love freely to whoever wanted it and wasn’t bother when they didn’t. He will be sorry missed.