He was a baby
when he came into my life. A wobbling, happy, loving creature with only
goodness in his heart. I cried when he fell and broke a leg wanting to take his
pain away so he wouldn’t cry anymore. He recovered and although he walks a
little off, he can still chase birds and catch a ball. It’s just him and me in
the house, me going about my way, him on my heels my constant shadow. It’s been
four years now and we are best friends. I get angry at times when he spreads
his food across the floor or gets in the garbage but It's hard for me to
realize he is a dog because he acts so human. I never stay mad at him for too
long his sad eyes get me every time and I can’t reach for the snack box fast
enough. Dogs aren’t for everybody but for those of us who treat them with the
love they deserve, well a dog can be the biggest blessing in your life because
they will give that love back to you in countless wet kisses.
This is “Buddy”
my best friend.
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