My little Buster...where do I start? That day at the shelter event, remember? You sat there, so insulted to be put in with the puppies when you were obviously a grown up (at 6 whole lbs!) lil man! My world changed forever that day- I just didn't know it yet. We went through all the steps and waited (forever it seemed) to see if we were approved. But you knew, you had already picked me, when I went to pick you up, you strutted out and straight into my heart! That first night, when you made it clear that a (gasp!) dog bed would never work and the foot of the bed was just an insult, only on your side, hugging my arm would do. And woe to Poppi if he tried to "steal" you during the night-he still has the scar on his thumb,remember? When we moved, it was onward and upward and pack the treats! When we took our turns with the crime watch, you were always first to the truck, we could never have caught the bad guys or helped those in need without you, you were the first "furevermember" of the meetings,remember? When you started to slow down, I thought you were just growing up. When you began to gain weight (and so did I), I said we needed to start moving... when you started to have trouble breathing, but wouldn't let me carry you, I said stubborn little thing!...That last night...when you couldn't stand up and just wanted to hug my arm...I laid in the floor with you crying, praying for a little more time and knowing it wasn't fair to you...when you said "Please let me go-I hurt so much...when you gave me one last slurp on my chin and closed your eyes for the last time, I made you promise to wait for me at the Bridge,remember?- I'll see you one day lil man because 7 years just wasn't nearly long enough!
Into everyones life, if they're very lucky, a special furkid will appear-
Buster was mine, my lil buddy, my shadow, my B/R MinPin.
2001? - Dec.30 2007
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