by Emily Lemons
We got Buddy when I was about four. We picked him because he had this little scruffed spot on his ear. we were told that the hair would grow back but it never did. it only made him cuter. Buddy used to chase the neighbor girl and pull her pants down. we still laugh about that. my time with Buddy was too short, but every minute was wonderful. i have many memories of him, one is sharing fudge sicles with him : I'd lick, he'd lick and so on. used to gross eveyone out! buddy had heart trouble toward the end and when the car hit him the pain was to much. His precious little heart couldn't take it. He died at the vets without me. I always told him I would be there, but I wasn't. I hope he forgives me and knows that I would have been there had I expected him to die. I hope he wasn't scared. I sure love and miss him, still everyday.
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