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Missin' Ol' Buddy

One of the best little critters that ever owned us was Ol' Buddy. My mother-in-law got him about a year before she fell and broke her hip. Ruby's health started a downward spiral on that day. She was in the hospital for weeks. While she was recovering, I had to take care of Ol' Buddy who HATED ME, and wanted me to die a painful death...something involving rusty spikes, or maybe rabid spiders.

But during the weeks his mama was in the hospital, I had to stop by to feed him and let him out to do his business. Over time, he gradually came around and tolerated me.

When she got back home, Ol' Buddy was thrilled to see her.  But after a few days, he kept getting underfoot and she was afraid he would make her fall. She asked if we would consider taking him.

By then I'd become attached to the little mutt and so we agreed. He lived with us for eight years until he got cancer. Losing that little dog broke my heart.

He died four years ago today. I miss that little critter.

To read a blog I wrote when we first got him, click here.

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Missin' Ol' Buddy


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