My Dog Named Buddy
My Dog Named Buddy
was a gentle one. With us for nine years or more he became like part of the family, like a daughter or a son.
Sometimes he seemed shy, backing up, lying down when you thought he would run.
It was clear from he start when we whento to pick them up that, Buddy would go with Aley, he was Alex’ s pup.
It may be easy for some to say, “Hey, he was just a dog, don’t get so carried away”. But in your heart you are sure, yes your’e sure to know he was more than a pup. Much more that a dog.
Yes, this was Buddy, my little Buddy and I did love him so.
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