2025-08-29
"My Best Boy
To some, he's just a dog. A pain in the ass. To me, he's my heart, my best boy, my protector, my roomie, my reason. Buster has been dealing with health issues for awhile now. Today, he hurts no more.
Over the years we've participated in earth dog (he'd lay down in the tunnels if it was to hot, but he could really hunker down and squish himself small to get in them), barn hunt (loved smelling out the "rats"), scent detection (was very good at that as it involved treats) and some fly ball (which he just wasn't interested in). He was never one to follow the rules so obedience wasn't his thing. He would only "work" for food. If there was no treat for him when asked to do something, he'd just turn and walk away. He loved puzzle toys as there was always a reward.
He loved sunbeams, basking in the warm rays, going to socialize at the little dog park. He'd hump any dog he could. But of course, they would not tolerate that and tell him to fuck off. Then he'd run and smell someone else. Smiling the whole time. He was a happy boy. He loved camping as we went on a lot of adventurous walks. Lots to smell on the trails.
He wasn't fond of being a sled dog, but only did it because he knew it made me happy. The same with being a cart dog. He would pull Lola around in the sled or cart. She was so happy standing with her front feet on the edge like the regal queen she was.
He should have been born a hairless dog as he wasn't a lover of his grooming routine. Another thing he tolerated only if treats were involved. He would hide under my bed when he saw me get out the equipment. His last few grooming's were at The Grooming Shop where Leslie pampered him.
The guardian of his yard and street, anyone came close, he let them know to beat it. And unlike most dogs, Buster never really liked car rides.
Mr. B has been with me during separation, moves, deaths, loss of a friend and life's turmoil's. Been there for me in my lowest times. Always my friend. My companion.
Being a quirky 14 plus year old, he liked what he liked. Just like all of us.
He tolerated a lot from me, as I, from him. He made me feel safe, protected. Loved me unconditionally as I, him. I will miss that.
I will miss his snoring beside my bed. Talking in his sleep. His greeting me when I come home. His yelling at me if I was late with his supper. His companionship, his protection, his love. I will miss checking on him in the cam when I'm at work.
Coming home to an empty house will be unbearable for a long time I'm sure. My lonely, despair times will return. :(
I know one thing, I will never go through this again. This is not the first time I have gone through this, but by God, it'll be the last time.
My heart can not take it. I am broken......
Run free Buster Brown Baker. Lyle, Halle and Lola are waiting for you. I know you have missed them.
RIP little buddy. Momma loves you. And will miss you. Until we meet again. <3
August 10 / 2011 to September 29 / 2025"