His name was Teddy - but everybody referred to him as Buddy, so sooner or later he became Buddy officially. He saw me through bad boyfriends, my father's death, my marriage, my master's degree, the birth of my two children. In fact, when in labor with Sophie, Steve slept, but Buddy stayed by my side as I timed my contractions. He asked for nothing but some love once in a while. We loved him immensely, because he did the same.
No more fences, no more leashes, no more pain my little boy. Say hello to Morgan and Rusty. I know they'll love having you there. We will miss you so much. Goobye.
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