My friend Gret had to make an extremely hard decision to put her dog, Buddy, down. Even though Buddy was an old dog he was a completely happy and content doggie unlike my Lil, who has been going down hill slowly over the past 4 years. One day Buddy stopped eating (his favorite pasttime) and started throwing up and all though I don't know all the details the vet found a mass in his abdomen. So to end Buddy's suffering, they had to put him down.
I liked to remember all the good times LiL and I had with Buddy. Like them playing as pups. Or the time we were walking them in Golden Gate Park and Buddy was so hot he jumped into the fountain in front of the band shell. All the Japanese tourist in the park went crazy snapping his photo.
He was such an easy going, mellow dog and he taught Lil a lot of tricks like sit and paw. As soon as I praised Buddy for doing it Lil would do it to. She is a tad bit jealous. He was Lil's first love and he is the only dog Lil really tolerated. She liked to lick his face probably to steal the last few crumbs stuck in his auburn coat.
I remember at a party at Gret and Air's place in sunset. Gret was all drunk and sitting on the couch with Buddy telling him she loved him. We loved him too!
