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    it was the same with Buddy and me.

    He died in my bed right beside me. It was around 1am in the morning. I woke up just as he was passing. I kissed his little face and told him how much I loved him and he was gone.

    I don't know, but I think that was far better than finding him in the morning. At least we were together right to the very last moment.

    Buddy's ashes and his picture are right next to my bed. And, he's been gone for five years now, but the first thing I do in the morning is look at his picture and say good morning to him.

    I may be nuts, but it makes me feel like he and I are still connected and I just know that if there is any kind of "after life" that we will be reunited.

    When I think of my Buddy dog I think of the Rainbow Bridge and being with him again.

    Honesty pays, but it doesn't seem to pay enough to suit some people. Kin Hubbard

    by Mr Robert on Sun Apr 10, 2011 at 12:36:04 AM PDT

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