In 2003 my father decided to adopt a dog from the local shelter. He was a husky mix. My father lived alone after losing my mom to cancer.
In 2006 my father became ill and passed away. I was in charge of my father's affairs. I did not know what to do. My partner, Bob, whom I lived with wanted him to come and live with us. Of course, I agreed.
Bob changed his name to Buddy. And they certainly became that. They were inseparable. Wherever we went, Buddy came along. The dog became Bob's life.
In 2017 Bob became ill and Buddy was 14. Buddy was failing also. I prayed that Buddy would out live Bob, but that was not to be. Losing Buddy was more than Bob could endure. He passed about one month later.
The best buddies are buried together and are taking their daily walks in heaven.
Best buddies for eternity.
WARWICK, RI
