In memory of

Buddy

Portrait of Buddy

my best buddy loved forever and missed

Unmistakably them

When we got home he would greet us at the door howling (saying hello). When we had music on and my family would dance he would jump around and dance with us. He would go down the stairs on his bottom and slide down like he was on a slide.

A treasured memory

He would sit outside in the garden and refuse to come inside without getting a treat. When we used to give him a bone treat he would hide it in places and make us try to find it.

Buddy, photo 2
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Buddy, photo 5