A good-bye to my best friend
Buddy came into my life seven years ago, in 1999, at 4 months old. He was abused and neglected. When I brought him home my daughter was almost thirteen, and my son was twelve. He was there for my daughters first date. Her first broken heart, he tried to console her. He was there for my son's first football game and for his first crush. Buddy was there for the dances, dates and proms, graduations and when my daughter left for college. Buddy and I watched my children grow up. People, friends and boyfriends came and went, through job changes and moves Buddy was there. When I was sad, Buddy would give me sugars, by touching his nose to mine, to cheer me up. We shared seven years of holidays and milestones. I loved Buddy with all of my heart! He was always there for me. On Monday, October 2, 2006, Buddy was taken from me by dogs.
Buddy, I love you and feel that I failed you when you needed me most. I cry for you daily, and wish for just one last chance to tell you just how much you meant to me. I will never forgive myself for not being there to prevent you from being hurt. You were my best friend and that is no small thing. You never judged me. You accepted me flaws and all. You didn't deserve what happened. You deserved to live another 7+ years, and you deserved to die at home, snug in your bed with a full belly, dreaming wonderful dreams and catnip, chasing bugs, and getting sugars, and hearing over and over that I love you. not alone and hurt and afraid in the overgrown lot next door. My pain and guilt are endless, and I will love and miss you until the day I die. You were one of a kind, and your absence will be felt by many. You were an angel and the angels rejoice at your return. I Love you my Buddy, now and forever!!!