Buddy Was My Best Friend
My husband and I adopted Buddy back in January 2010 from Indi Lab Rescue in southern California. When we adopted him, he was severely overweight at 118 pounds, had two ear infections, and didn’t know how to play. I threw him a chew toy and it hit him in the face. Our first walk together, he refused to move and sat in our driveway. Eventually, we got him to take short walks. Then the weight came off. Underneath all the health issues was this charming, lovable, silly yellow Labrador who often used his snout to beg for more pets on his head.
On June 27, 2015, Buddy passed away after waking up unable to move. It was the hardest decision we had to make, but for a dog who loved his daily walks and following us around the house, there was no life for him to be immobile.
Buddy was more than a dog. He was a kind friend, a compassionate soul, and he brought joy to everyone he knew. I loved him deeply. On our last morning together, I told him that I would miss him greatly, but his body wasn’t working any more and it wasn’t fair. He put his big paw on my chest as I cried.
I miss him every day, but I’m so grateful for the five-and-a-half years we had together. He taught me how to appreciate every single day like it was Christmas morning.
I love you and miss you, my teddy bear.