Buddy was my family pet.
I can remember the first day we brought him into our home. I was really happy that we got a dog. Buddy fitted right into our family. I would take him on long walks with him and play ball.
Boy he love to get his ball when he was younger. I would watch him run really fast to get it. When he brought the ball back I would play with him to get him really ready to throw it. When Buddy would get tired he would lay down and put his little paw on the ball so no one could take it away from him. Lol I would at him when he did that.
When Buddy got older I could tell he could not play with his ball any more so I would try to lay next to him and pat his top knot.
Yes I do miss him very much. Every one my family miss him too.
It just hard for me to let him go that all. It like a part of me is gone with him.
My father tell me that I should not be sad all the time. Buddy would not like see you all upset over him not being there. My Mother told me when I find a there job we will get a there dog.
I thought I would type this out to make me feel a little better but I know deep down in my heart he is watching me where he is.
An on 9/28 of this year I'll go to the water fount with a flour to throw in the water for Buddy passing.
