The Gift

My goal in life is to be as good of a person as my dog already thinks I am. ~ Author Unknown

BusterPeople tend to divide themselves into two groups: you’re either a dog person or cat person. Even though I love all animals and had many growing up, I always considered myself the latter. Dogs were just too dependent and messy. Cats are like me—aloof, private, independent loners with no strings attached.

In high school, I worked in a pet shop that sold everything but cats and specialized in puppies. It was here that a cairn terrier touched my heart. Perhaps because he was so sick with kennel cough when we received him from the breeder or that he was born on my birthday or that no one was buying him so he remained in the shop for months, but we bonded and I saved every cent I earned to purchase him. It was not to be. I went to work one day and discovered his cage empty. Someone else had noticed he was special.

Some years later a cairn terrier was under my Christmas Tree. He was appropriately named Buster. And he was a buster in every sense of the word.

God gives us what we need not necessarily what we want. Buster became my seeing eye dog, although I am not blind and he was not the most obedient dog. But soon after he arrived in my life, I fell into the deep abyss of depression. I did not want a dog that needed my constant attention. I did not want a destructive animal ruining my possessions. I did not want trips to to the vets, pound, up and down streets searching for him when he got loose. I wanted to be left alone in the dark. My cats understood. Why couldn’t he?

He remained at my side, my constant companion nudging, pulling, herding me from the hurt, and led me back to the land of the living with his daily antics terrierizing the NJ shore.

Buster is one of the most colorful characters I have ever known, with a personality too big for his little body. I’ve had complete strangers pass my home and greet him by name. He has been known to jump into UPS and USPS trucks and ride off before being discovered and returned. He was also picked up a few times for loitering and panhandling and landed in ‘the pen’ muzzled like Hannibal Lechter. He crashed every neighborhood family picnic and followed children onto the school bus. He polluted the air for an entire summer during his skunk outing. Yet, to know him is to love him.

Most recently my dog was banned from PetSmart. I brought him there to be groomed and explained that although he may look like a timid little pooch he would turn into Cujo if they attempted to put clippers near his face or trim his nails. “This sweet old guy? We know what we’re doing. No muzzle necessary.” I warned them. When I returned Buster was marching around like he owned the joint, resembling a miniature lion. The last thing I heard was: “Don’t bring him back here…” As if Buster would ever want to go back there. Such an indignity would never be tolerated.

The week of Thanksgiving Buster took himself for a walk around the property—a mile. Franticly searching, I finally spotted him using binoculars—a marathon runner at the end of the race, in physical pain but smiling at the achievement. This was his last victory lap. We both knew it.

I’ve read the posts of other bloggers who have lost their dogs this year with sympathy and fear—Parsley, Olivia, and Sue to name a few. I knew my dog was old and slowing down and one day I would be writing this post, but nothing can prepare you.

On Monday, December 6th at 130 PM, my heart broke. After a rapid decline due to kidney failure, my fourteen year old cairn terrorist, Buster (the beast of the east) was put to rest.

That Christmas present wasn’t a puppy. It was the gift of unconditional love for fourteen years and the lesson that all you need in life is a soft place to rest your weary head, a bowl of food and water, a patch of sunlight, a human touch, a loyal pack to run and play with, and forgiveness.

Thank you, Buster.

I am a dog person after all.

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I’m linking to Tuesday’s Show and Tail at Angela’s West Virginia’s Treasures.

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58 Responses to The Gift

  1. Parsley December 8, 2010 at 9:42 pm #

    SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB! I am so, so very sorry. This kind of pain really hurts as they are part of our hearts. Buster is playing with my sweet Henry boy right now….and together they are waiting for our reunion.

  2. Missy December 8, 2010 at 10:21 pm #

    Oh Deborah, my heart is aching for you…I’m sooo sorry. :( I too know the feeling of losing your best friend…my little guy was named Midnight and he gave me unconditional love for so many years. I understand what you’re going through and I want you to know I will keep you in my prayers. Love you and please know I care.

  3. Anna Poole December 8, 2010 at 10:23 pm #

    Well I was bawling before I even got to the end.

    I am truly sorry for your loss, friend.

  4. annette December 8, 2010 at 10:33 pm #

    The one draw back to having dogs is that God doesn’t give them to us long enough. I have been in the same place you have been and my heart goes out to you. I get totally beside myself every time I have had to do what you did. I know I can’t say anything to help you except I know how you are feeling now and I am sorry.

  5. Corey villicana December 8, 2010 at 10:38 pm #

    My heart is breaking for you tonight. I’m so very sorry for your loss.

  6. Dee December 8, 2010 at 10:43 pm #

    Oh Deborah, I am so sorry. I hoped when we last talked that you were wrong, and Buster would be fine. But you know your sweet boy better than anyone. Ive said it a too many times ~ its one of Gods cruel tricks that we outlive our pets. Or maybe its not a cruel trick, maybe he knows exactly when to send our Angels to us… and when to take them home again.

  7. Rhonda December 8, 2010 at 10:47 pm #

    Deborah,

    It is heart breaking to loose a pet. They do have unconditional love for us, don’t they?
    I was crying by the end of your post – I am so sorry.
    Six years ago, when we moved to AL from MS, we had to leave our beloved 11 year old Rosie behind at the vet. She had degenerative arthritis (?) in her hips and was in constant pain and couldn’t stand. We knew she couldn’t make the move. We kept her at our MS apt. that we were renting until the day we drove away for AL. (I had to take her outdoors and use a towel like a sling to hold her up to potty. )
    I guess I thought I would be coming back for her in a couple of weeks, but in our absence, she went downhill fast, so my trip back to MS was to hold her one last time before they put her to sleep. I called ahead so they could sedate her because I knew she would be so excited to see me that she would hurt herself. When I got there, even under heavy sedation, it was almost like she smiled at me and just melted into my arms. I took her outside to be alone and walked and walked with her, telling her how much we loved her.

    I drove that 5 hour trip back to AL alone, with my heart truly breaking, and tears that didn’t stop until the next day, just to start over again at the drop of a hat. The whole family was just broken. She never got to see our…her new home in AL.

    So, sweet friend, I am mourning with you over Buster and still for Rosie. The pain is different now. We laugh about her crazy antics and how she was my shadow for 11 years and the night that she got out and partied in the woods until daylight.

    Rosie, I am sure will show Buster the ropes! Her hips are fine and I bet they are both running, along with Henry, and they are all smiling because they were loved so much by us.

    I’m thinking of you.
    Rhonda

  8. Colleen December 8, 2010 at 10:53 pm #

    I am truly touched by this memorial. I am sorry you had to write it, but our furry friends just don’t have the life span we do..sadly..but his job here was done..and now with the grace of God, he will come back as a puppy and enrich someone elce’s life…they don’t die..they just get re-assigned :-) Hugs to you..

  9. Sherry December 8, 2010 at 11:13 pm #

    Oh Deborah Sweetie…
    I am so sorry honey. Buster has graduated to heaven and he now runs free with the BIG pack. He gave you so many memories, and all you have to do is pull one from the shelf anytime you need a little Buster lovin.

    Your write is beautiful and I so enjoyed meeting sweet Buster. I can see him riding in the UPS or USPS delivery trucks, and how cute that he got sprayed by the skunk and left such an aroma for you to pick up along the way. I know everyone didn’t appreciate it at the time, but I sure Buster was just defending his territory. He was after all the BIG guy on campus, right?

    Thank you for sharing you heart sweet friend. I hug you this evening and hold you hand as you walk that yard in search of memories for your precious boy, Buster. He will forever be in your heart. Many hugs sweetie and so much love, Sherry

  10. Laney December 8, 2010 at 11:27 pm #

    I am very sorry, Deborah.

    I am a dog person, too.

  11. Sue @Rue Mouffetard December 9, 2010 at 12:01 am #

    Oh I am so very sorry for your loss of your dear Buster….As you know we lost Boo not long ago but as I sit reading I am in tears remembering the love of my life….My Buster who passed away about 5 years ago and a day doesn’t go by that I don’t miss him…just hearing the name Buster makes me cry….I too spent much time not being myself and feeling bad and I still remember one day sitting in my front room on the sofa crying about something or another and in walked Buster….He took one look at me and flashed this big toothy smile…not a growl look or a typical “my dog can smile” look but an honest to goodness smile…I knew at that moment that he really knew me and we were truly soul mates….Buster was born to a Golden Retriever Mom andhe was the only black pup in an all Golden litter….brought to me for a special reason….I hope 5 years from now you too sit and remember your Buster with as much love that these special animals deserve….A big Hug from your friend…Sue.

  12. Susan G December 9, 2010 at 2:35 am #

    Rest in Peace, Dear Buster!! I had a dog like that once (following kids, going to visit others, running off…however he HATED the UP{S truck, in any form, he could have been in the back seat of the car going for e ride with me, he’d stop one of those brown trucks 1/4 mile off and stuff barking and the hair on his back went up. he was a black Labrador/Greyhound mix.
    My parents lived about 1.5 miles away, and he was always running away and going back to the home he knew as a young pup, and my Dad, his pop-pop spoiling him rotten.
    During these “escapages” he managed to get hit by car after car…must have happened 7 times, he always stood up shook it off and ran on his way. when we moved where we live now, 5 acres of land was still not enough for him, he would chase herds of deer deep into thew woods, one day we heard a yelp shortly after he took off after the deer one day, one of them kicked him in the chest. he would chase people going down the road on their bikes, he chased squirrels, and that was what did him him, he ran out of the yard into the road after a squirrel and ran head-on into a Masonary-sized dump truck.
    I was 5 months pregnant with my youngest, doing private duty home care as a nursing assistant. The babysitter called me to tell me, the driver felt horrible, carried our “fritz” into the yard and layed him down o0n the grass, and gave the babysitter his phone #. It was raining. I came home and got on my knees in the wet grass, in the now pouring rain, cradling this dog, and balling my eyes out. Anyone driving by, would have thought I was nuts.

    I have lost 2 cats to cars, one to another animal, 2 just disappeared. 3 put down. rabbits died or put down, and my beautiful “Honey” my best friend- a white German sheppard, and my “Boots(ie)” was my baby, they came to our family the same year. Honey was put down in 2001, Boots was put down in 2009. when I was sooo sick with MRSA the summer of 2005 and basically in bed for almost 2 months, she only left the bed to eat and use the litter box.

    MY HEART IS SOOOO very heavy for you Deborah. It is a lose equal to that of a family member. I do not think it makes you a dog person, I think it makes you a LOVE person.
    since becoming disabled, I too deal with depression.I was only put on meds a bit over a year ago, and it has made a difference but not a huge one. My son moving home hasn’t helped due to the fact that he was and always will be a handful, but his dog “Pico” gives me smiles and laughter daily. he is adorable and happy and playful. he is a terrier mix.

    Bless you, and bless your baby Buster. Do not give up on furbabies, yes there is a risk for hurt again, but without risks, what would like be? When it is time, you will know.

    Stay a LOVE person, Buster would want that and so would your Kitties.

    Gentle hugs,
    Susan

  13. Amber December 9, 2010 at 3:30 am #

    Deborah,

    I’m so sorry for your loss. You are in my thoughts and on my heart. I lost my old man this year too. They really become a part of us don’t they? For days afterward I walked around feeling like a piece of me was missing, like my ear fell off or something. I knew then and I still believe now that it was his time to go. I will always love him and keep our memories close in my heart.

    I know my words won’t ease your pain but know that I’m thinking of you and your Buster.

    Many hugs your way…
    Amber

  14. Kathleen December 9, 2010 at 5:27 am #

    Deborah: I am so sorry about your loss.
    To be heartbroken over a pet, and its difficuties with moving forward. But somehow you do. And you will…in time…in time.

    Buster will always be a big part of your heart. That’s just the way it is. You are very fortunate to be able to have such a cutie Buster to say was your own. Again, I’m sorry for your loss.

  15. Jennifer December 9, 2010 at 7:12 am #

    Oh Deb I’m so sorry! I love your description of Buster, and this post just touched me more than you know at this particular time in my life; it was like a little God-gift this morning. Hugs!!

  16. Nerina December 9, 2010 at 8:11 am #

    Buster would be so proud….such a tribute….Buster the Terriorist lives on in the wonderful memories that you shared with us!! I know he will be watching over you and making sure that your life as a dog person will never be dull again!! Big Big Buster Hugs xOxO

  17. 1 Funky Woman December 9, 2010 at 8:28 am #

    I was so hoping this was not a goodbye letter. He sounded like an amazing companion, despite his few messups! Dogs are funny creatures, they drive you crazy well me anyway (we have 2) but when you look at their face all you see is love! I’m so sorry for the pain you are going through, at least you got to share 14 amazing years with him!

    xoxo
    Megan

  18. ain't for city gals December 9, 2010 at 8:44 am #

    Deborah, I went to bed thinking of you and woke up this morning thinking of you…it is so hard! You did make me smile when describing his antics…I thought Molliedog was the only one that had ever been on parole! We plea bargained for two milkbones and a rawhide chew !…take care my friend…

  19. cindy @ cottage instincts December 9, 2010 at 9:10 am #

    *tears* I’m so sorry Deborah….this was such a sweet post, an honest memorial to a unique and special member of your family. Buster truly was a gift, and I’m glad you let us know him a bit.

  20. klsgrem December 9, 2010 at 9:23 am #

    *hugs* ♥

  21. Arthur December 9, 2010 at 10:13 am #

    Dear Deborah,

    Very moving; so sorry about your losing Buster during this holiday season. We lost our 17 year old dog Crystal last year and the Tasmanian Devil “Tazzie” the cat, also 17, recently.

    You and your Family try to enjoy Xmas and the New Year.

    Miss you.

    Big Art

  22. Rhoda @ Southern Hospitality December 9, 2010 at 10:27 am #

    Oh, Deborah, I’m so, so sorry about your loss of Buster. I can so relate and wrote my own story a few years ago:

    http://southernhospitalityblog.com/some-days-i-miss-my-dog/

    I had my sweet girl for almost 15 years and there will never be another one like her. So, I truly understand the pain of losing one that you have had for so many years. They are so much a part of our lives. Your Buster’s death was on my birthday. The pain of that first week or so is so real and it feels like you will never stop crying. But, in time you will and you’ll be able to remember the fun and joy that Buster brought to your life and smile. Hugs and Merry Christmas!

  23. Michael December 9, 2010 at 10:32 am #

    I’m so sorry Deb. Losing something that you could tell all your problems to and loves you unconditionally, is heartbreaking. No doubt he’ll be waiting for you when you’re called home.
    Love ya.

  24. Sue December 9, 2010 at 10:34 am #

    From a female human who grieves the loss of her beloved Golden Retriever, Madison (14 yrs), my heart aches for our loss……This human sends YOU hugs! When you here his nails clicking on the floor at night near the water bowl….know he is still with you!

  25. Cass at That Old House December 9, 2010 at 11:12 am #

    Oh Deborah, I am so sorry!
    I add my sympathies and my hugs to the many who have already sent them your way. Nothing can make up for the loss of your dear friend Buster, but it does help to know that others understand and have also felt that terrible wrench of losing a much-loved pet.

    Since 2005 we have lost 3 dogs — and as I watch our Dion getting older I am terrified that we will lose him, too. But if Buster runs into three bossy but beautiful Cavalier Spaniel ladies at the Rainbow Bridge, they’ll take care of him.

    OK, off to find tissues now. The terrible price of experiencing the transcendent love of a wonderful dog is that we lose them — and no matter when, it is always too soon.

    Cass

  26. Alaina December 9, 2010 at 10:39 pm #

    Oh Deborah I am so sorry you had to write this. You did a wonderful tribute to Buster and I am glad for you that you had the honor of sharing your life with him.

  27. Laura Ingalls Gunn December 10, 2010 at 10:26 am #

    Dear friend Deborah,

    My heart is just breaking for you. There are no words that can convey how sorry I was to hear about the loss of Buster. I am however so happy that you found one another and made so many happy memories. May they be of comfort to you during this difficult time.

    As you are a quote person, here are some of my favorites.

    “Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.” ~ Emily Dickenson

    “Let me be the person my dog thinks I am.”

    “I talk to him when I’m lonesome like; and I’m sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that.” ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth

    Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras

    How happy I am that you had your Buster and when your heart heals may you open it once again to a friend that needs a home.

    I will be thinking of you.

  28. Beth@A2Z December 10, 2010 at 6:47 pm #

    Oh Deborah :(. I am so, so sorry girlfriend! And I am honored that you let me know about your loss. I have ALWAYS been a dog person and sometimes still grieve the loss of my childhood collies. Dogs are amazing gifts of sassiness and life and Buster sounds like he possessed a good deal of both. This post was a beautiful tribute to every reason why I love dogs. Thank you for sharing it with us and be gentle with yourself in these next few weeks. Much love to you!

    Beth

  29. Olivia December 10, 2010 at 7:33 pm #

    Lil’ Buster is with Miss Maggie Mae.. in doggie heaven, keeping order.

    I soo miss her now. This wise sweet dog..

    Grace from God is in all our dogs, I just never realized it and I am humbled by it.

    My heart aches for your loss, my eyes burn from the tears.

    I must say, that where maggie was laid to rest, the tree is still green with leaves even after the bitter cold and snow we’ve had.

    Grace comes is all forms. Buster and Maggie were pals indeed.

    with love,
    Olivia

  30. Janean December 11, 2010 at 9:40 am #

    deborah, crying first thing in the morning for you…. i mentioned on another friend’s blog that after one of our furry babies died i read: “you knew you’d outlive me when you took me home and i loved you all the more for it.” RIP, buster.

    gentle hugs, deborah.

  31. beth December 11, 2010 at 10:38 am #

    Oh, I am so, so, sorry Deborah. It is so hard to lose a pet. Especially one you are so close to. I wish I was there to give you a big hug.
    Beth.

  32. Jayme, The Coop Keeper December 11, 2010 at 12:00 pm #

    Oh Sweetie – I’m so sorry. I do know those Cairn Terriers are special little dogs, and your Buster sounded like such a fun, special little guy. I’m more of a cat person, but had a dog for 13 years. I know another is in my future someday. We rescued a Cairn Terrier once, and found a good home for it. This was a beautiful tribute. I believe Buster is ruling the roost in the great beyond, just waiting for you to join him. He’ll be the first to greet you girl.

  33. Anonymous December 11, 2010 at 12:26 pm #

    Hi Deborah,
    Thanks so much for taking the time to write words of encouragement on my blog today which led me here to see your heart being encouraged by so many. We have two beautiful lab/shephards and on some days my boys dogs are here too. They are all indeed family treasures. So be gentle with yourself as you grieve the loss of one of your treasures.
    Take care!
    Lani

  34. Zuzu December 12, 2010 at 12:28 pm #

    What an amazing little guy he was. We get to thinking we are taking care of them when in fact they’ve been taking care of us all along. I am so sorry for your loss, Deborah.

  35. Victoria December 15, 2010 at 8:54 am #

    Oh Deborah I am so sorry you lost your puppy. My mom lost hers this year too, he was 18. How lucky we both are to have been blessed with such loving and long living animals. Thank you for such a sweet and honest post.

  36. Maggie December 15, 2010 at 1:41 pm #

    I am so sorry for your loss. He sounds like quite the character though. You can think they are “just a dog”, but they are so much more. It’s amazing how they can nuzzle their cold, wet noses into your life. This post brought tears to my eyes. He was a very handsome little guy

  37. the cottage child December 16, 2010 at 9:58 am #

    Oh, Deb, NO! I’m so sorry. He was well loved, and will be well remembered.

  38. Dawn December 17, 2010 at 5:38 pm #

    I’m so sorry. I know it’s so hard. Our pets really are important parts of our lives and it hurts to loose them. Every time I read of a blogger loosing their friend I cry. I read this post earlier but didn’t have time to comment. Sorry it took me so long to get back.

    Now, cheer me up with the story about those Christmas eggs, I want to hear all about it!

  39. Pam December 18, 2010 at 4:21 am #

    I am so sorry to learn of your loss. No tribute could have been more beautifully written to show how much you loved, and was loved, by your true friend.

  40. Stephenie from Decorating Addiction December 20, 2010 at 10:24 pm #

    Deborah, I am just now catching up with all of the entries I’ve missed since I’ve been away from blogging. I am so sorry to hear about Buster. My thoughts and prayers are with you. As always, your post is beautifully written.

  41. Leslie, the Home Maker December 21, 2010 at 9:57 am #

    What a wonderful tribute to a wonderful friend!
    I guess God needed Buster in heaven to terrorize the neighborhoods and streets of gold?
    My uncle has a cairn terrier named Mary (LOL!), and he tells me the same cuckoo stories about her. (He even dresses her in doggie dresses to get her to think like a lady–it’s not working :)
    Last week, our pet betta fish, Capt. Shiney Sides died. We’d had him about a year and a half
    (a long time for a fish), and even though he was just a fish, I cried when I discovered that he’d left us in the night sometime. He was the first thing I thought about every morning because he needed to be fed and I always talked to him :) (He knew my deepest secrets, LOL!)
    I told myself I wasn’t going to get another fish, because it was just too sad, but later that day when I went to Wal-Mart for ferret food (for both our fuzzies), I saw more bettas on the shelf. I had to “rescue” one, and picked out a lovely red one, he made me smile, and although still sad, I had a new creature to nurture and I healed quickly.
    You know what? I haven’t named my fish yet. In honor of Buster, can I name my fish, Buster?
    Pets are precious gifts!
    I know the hole in our hearts that are left when they leave.
    I pray that you will rejoice in the good, funny. silly, wild memories of Buster!
    HUGS,
    ~me
    P.S. I named fishie Buster: http://goodbyehousehellohome.blogspot.com/2010/02/about-me.html

  42. Claudia@DipityRoad December 22, 2010 at 12:28 pm #

    Dear Sweet Deborah,

    This post brought such memories of several of my past canine friends.

    No words are really ever enough to explain the love they bring into our lives.

    Thanks for the lovely post–

    But
    I wanted to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the lovely card I found yesterday in my mail.

    I really cant tell you how much something like this meant to me. What a lovely thought of kindness from someone I have sincerely have grown to adore.

    Some day my friend I intend on meeting you face to face and smile to smile.

    You have brought so many to mine already!

    May your family have the best Christmas and Holiday!

    Claudia

  43. Maureen December 22, 2010 at 4:15 pm #

    Deborah,
    I am so very, very sorry to read about Buster. God gave you what you needed. What a gift, but then to have to say good-bye. You’re not alone in your pain. Sending love and hugs to you from Virginia.

    Merry Christmas, friend. Thinking of you with special love this Christmas.
    Maureen

  44. andrea December 23, 2010 at 3:06 pm #

    Trying to type a comment with eyes weld up with tears is not easy…but it seems very clear that you too were a gift to Buster.

    Sending you love and well wishes for a Merry Christmas,
    Andrea

  45. LaurieAnna December 26, 2010 at 3:40 pm #

    Deborah,

    What a beautiful and heartfelt post for your precious Buster. My eyes are filled with tears as I write. I am so sorry for your loss. I’ve walked the path you are on and know the deep pain that comes with losing a friend such as yours. It’s the only sad thing about adopting these sweethearts into our lives…..they are temporary here on earth, but their memory lives forever in our hearts.

    Find comfort in knowing that your sweet Buster, the beast of the east, will be waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge and you shall cross it together.

    Much love to you during this holiday season.
    LaurieAnna

  46. Michelle Hughes December 27, 2010 at 6:33 pm #

    I am so sorry to hear of your loss!! 14 wonderful years though! I am a dog person and know they can work their magic on a sad heart :) We had a great girl, Kokoa, for over 12 years. She was the best and was so irreplaceable. I hope that you will soon be able to move past the hurt and remember the good times with Sweet Buster.
    xoxo,
    Michelle
    oh, and thank you very much for thinking of me and sending my family a Christmas card. Hope your holiday was wonderful!

  47. Anne December 29, 2010 at 6:40 pm #

    Bless your heart, and Buster’s too.
    I know that pain, there is none like it.
    It sounds like you gave him a long and happy life, my friend!

    Hugs,
    Anne

  48. Amy December 29, 2010 at 9:40 pm #

    Oh my goodness how touching this post is.
    I have only owned one dog in my life and it was for a very short time when I was very young, I am a cat person but we took on a cairn terrier. He only lasted with us for a few weeks because of the constant care you speak of in your post. I was too young to tend to him.
    I have never tried again having a dog but I can understand the love that any pet offers and how hard it is when that constant love is gone.
    I am glad you can look back and see the good that came out of having him in your life.

    Ps I would gladly take your snow, still hasn’t showed up here. I fear it won’t now. :(

  49. Susie Harris December 30, 2010 at 10:41 pm #

    I too have felt your sting of losing a pet. It hurts. Bad. My prayers are with you my friend. Heres to sweet Buster. May you rest in peace. ((hugs)) Susie

  50. irene December 31, 2010 at 1:18 pm #

    I completely know and understand your pain. Just like you, I was surely a cat person-until a tiny jack russell puppy came into my life, unexpectantly. He turned me into a dog person, taught me so very much, most of all that God does indeed gives us what we need, not what we want. Just as unexpectantly, God took him away after 6 and a half years in June of 2009. It felt more than I could bear. He will be ever missed but, still, it has been one of God’s greatest blessings in my life to have had my little Jackie. May you find comfort and keep joy with your memories of Buster and never lose what you learned from him.

  51. laura @ the shorehouse January 3, 2011 at 5:37 pm #

    Oh, Deborah…here I am coming by to wish you a Happy New Year…and this is not happy at all. :-( We’ve only had our Miss Maggie for four years and I can’t imagine my world without her. But because she’s an older lady, I know the day will be more sooner than later. And just thinking about it tears my up.

    I’m hoping 2011 is a good year for us all…may it bring you peace in your heart, love in your world and health throughout. I’m looking forward to reading your beautifully written posts in the New Year.

    Be well,
    Laura xo

  52. Becky January 5, 2011 at 8:47 am #

    I had read this awhile back but had to log off before I had time to comment. I know this pain of losing a dog & it is so heart breaking- especially when it was a very special friend. We currently have a border collie that I think is part human- at least she thinks she is. I dread the day….. because she is truly a best friend.
    I hope you are blessed by your precious memories.
    Hugs, Becky

  53. Kim January 11, 2011 at 11:29 pm #

    Oh Deborah… I am so sorry that I am so behind and missed this sad news when it happened. My heart breaks for you. Your Buster sounded like truly a one of kind character – very outgoing and special. I know you’ll alway miss him and I’m glad that you have many very fond memories of him and the happiness {and even occasional mischief!} he brought to you and your family. I am very sorry for this terrible loss. :(

  54. Phyllis January 12, 2011 at 2:07 pm #

    Hello,

    I’ve just discovered your blog today and read about Buster. I’ve been a dog person all my life and understand how sad it is to lose a beloved partner like Buster.

    Your post is perfectly worded. I am so sorry for your loss.

  55. Ann January 26, 2011 at 12:27 pm #

    This is a wonderful post and to me especially since I always considered myself a “cat person” too until I met my future husband and learned the way of dogs. Buster was a special boy and you have many fine memories of him, although I know it still makes the heartache sometimes to think of them. Ann

  56. Angela January 26, 2011 at 6:36 pm #

    I’m so sorry to hear of your loss of Buster. He truly sounded like my kind of dog. What a beautiful tribute you wrote about him in this post.

    Hugs,
    Angela

  57. Lisa Palmese June 27, 2013 at 6:16 pm #

    Oh I am so Sorry You clearly know what it is to truly love your pets as if the where the better part of your family. I keep walking downstairs waiting for him to come up to me . He liked to look out the window and get into trouble downstairs. Like taking off the couch armsavers you know what I’m talking about.He was always trying to sneak out when I let the dogs out and when they where finished he would meow and let me know they where at the door. he was always getting into trouble or adventures. Buster sounds like a male dog version of Knucklehead lol Getting into things But Oh How We loved them !! Thank You I really liked reading this knowing I am not Alone!!
    Lisa

  58. Sharon July 9, 2013 at 11:31 am #

    I understand you loss and sorrow. Jackson, our golden retriever was my first child. I had grown up with shelties and loved several cats but none of them took such a large part of my heart. Our beagle was a sweet spot during those times but to this day, and always I’m sure, I’ll feel a lump in my throat and an ache in my heart when I think of my big, fluffy golden boy. I’m sure your big, little golden boy memories do the same. Our newest addition, Winston, does some things just like Jackson. I sometimes think he’s saying hello through our big, ebony baby!

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