I just heard my old friend Buddy past away. Buddy was a fourteen year old Whippet mix, who hated loud noises, and loved cut-up hotdogs. Once, bolting from her yard during a 4th of July fireworks celebration, she ran down a dark and often busy road until her family finally caught her. That was a very close call.
I sat Buddy many times and will miss her dearly. I fed her many a hotdog piece. I also almost fed her one or two of my fingers! She just LOVED her hotdogs.
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Good journey, Buddy.
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