- ► 2016 (55)
- ► 2015 (18)
- ► 2014 (31)
- ► 2013 (86)
- ► 2012 (89)
My Blog List
Buster Car Warren Fannin
*his middle names were chosen by a then three year old Austin* :)
I'll never forget the day we picked you up, Buster. It was a little over 7 years ago. You kept trying to climb into Austin's lap on the way home.
We'll love you forever, sweet dog. You brought much love, confusion, chaos, laughter, fun, and learning to our lives. You were our first "large breed" dog, and you taught us so much!
You were true to your breed with your rescue instincts. You once swam out to the middle of the lake not once but twice because you saw something sparkling in the water and were sure it needed rescuing, only to get out there and find the water had shifted and the sun no longer created the sparkle and you were left with nothing to rescue after all. You swam around in circles a few times to be sure before returning to shore. You LOVED the water.
You even took your rescuing instincts a step further. You also took on the role of captain of the fun police, always wanting to run into the middle of screaming or laughing kids or any kind of scuffle, even at the dog park! To just stand there, seemingly to break up the commotion and make sure everyone was okay and behaving nicely. We couldn't even have a "family hug" before Chris left on a work trip without you getting right in the middle and standing there. :)
Who could empty a toybox in record time...
Who loved the dog park.. and LIVED for rides in the car!
You had a bff, Buffy the Boxer, across the street.. (you even knew her name and where she lived, and if asked where's Buffy, you would run to the front door and look out the window at her house.)
You had a favorite chair...
You once stole a carrot cake from the kitchen counter, when I turned my head for only five seconds..
We will always have our "Lego Buster" that Chris and Austin made, and our Newfie Cookie Cutter as keepsakes to remind us of the love you brought to us...
..and a drooler.. You drooled A
LOT! Esp. when eating.
You had an obsession with viewing your kingdom from the patio table...
And belly rubs..
And the shop vac.. You loved to be shop vac'd. If someone was using it you would get in front of it to block their way, until they shop vac'd your belly.
You were a joy to come home to.
And how you would sit in front of me and hit me on the lap with your great big paw, begging for a belly scratch. I don't, however, miss how you would accidentally hit me in the face instead if I was sitting in the floor. Those paws packed a punch. But don't worry, I know you didn't mean it. You'd never hurt a soul on purpose.
Thanks for growing up with, and teaching Austin how to take care of a furry family member, even when that involves extra trips to the vet, and budget sacrifices. You even helped him learn at 10 yrs old that, in the end, sometimes we have to make decisions that are hard for us because they are the best decisions for our pets. Even if our hearts break a little each time.
You were the best. And you had the best, most soulful eyes. And you will be missed. And the next Newfie we get will surely benefit from all that you taught us. I hope you're running around drinking from every sprinkler you can find, and chasing all the cats and golf carts you can find. :)
The song is called Good Riddance, but that is definitely not what we're saying to you, my sweet boy. My blog mascot. You'll be forever missed. I hope you had the time of your life. And always knew how loved you were. xoxoxo
What a beautiful tribute to Buster. I wish all our fur babies could live forever, if just because of our love I'm sure they would. We had to make our very difficult decision last May, our 14 yr old collie was on meds and still in pain, it was time. Time does make it a little easier although I still grieve for all my fur babies, even my childhood rat terrier Bambi I still have his collar. I'll keep your family in my thoughts and prayers.