
This is the cross that Will and I made for Buzz. Yep, Buzz is gone, but not forgotten. On the way to supper tonight Buzz got under the Tahoe and lost the battle. What a night!
Buzz was the most loving dog. He had the greatest demeanor and loved my little boy. Will loved him too.
A little over a year ago we were told by a member of church that a little small stray winnie dog had come up to their home. I took Will over and we instantly fell in love with Buzz Lightyear. This was Buzz's official name given to him by Will. Will, Donna and I all loved that dog as did everyone in our neighborhood. Every dog in the neighborhood literally lived at our house playing with our little Buzz. I don't know what the dogs will do without Buzz. I don't know how we will act without that little dog.
We have already begun to look for another Winnie dog, but I am not sure we will ever replace that little dog. Being Will's first dog he will always have a special place in our memories, but life goes on.
As Will told me tonight when I was apologizing again for running over Buzz, "dad, it was Buzz's fault. He should have gotten out of the way."
Will was such a big boy. He wanted to help me dig the grave, said goodbye to Buzz and even wanted to put the first shovel of dirt on him. He wanted him to be "snugly." That's my Will.
Buzz, you were a good dog. Our Buzzard, as we called you all the time. The favorite dog among your dog neighbors and certainly the life of the party. We will miss you! You were a good dog.
You are gone, but not forgotten.
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