the thirtieth of april i awoke to the news that you had passed. for ten years you were a loyal faithful friend. you were always smiling and never mean. you were the epitome of a good boy. May the winds carry you home my sweet brother, and may the tennis balls be a plenty where you go, and the doors all have handles you can open. Rest In Peace Buddy Dog. Go play with Charlie Boy, he's been missing you a lot longer than I have.

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