I miss my Buddy [View all]

My 11 ish doggy died a little over a month ago. It was cancer and I had to make the excruciating choice to end his pain.

The last thing he did before the anesthesia knocked him out was lick the tears from my face.

There will never be another Buddy.
He was dropped off at my house so many years ago. He became my son's best friend and a protector.

I miss his toenails clicking across the the floor.

I miss waking up to his big nose in my face, letting me know it was outside time.

I miss everything about him.

I really hope I see him again on that rainbow bridge.

Rest in peace my dear boy. Job well done.