I Still Look For Him Everyday

I thought I would feel better by now. I have my good days and my bad days. Today I am missing him more than ever. He was such a good friend and a smart dog. I miss the way he would bring me things off the table . He would take money out of my bag and walk into the room with it. Just to see what we would say. I know that he was created to make people laugh. It has been almost two weeks. It seems like an eternity. My students all miss him too. I often tell stories to them of the things he used to do. We are so heart broken that we have put our house up fpr sale. I can't stand to look across the road and see the place were he was hit. If I only had the power to bring him back. I have his ashes sitting next to his picture. I can't even think about getting rid of them. I still need him around. Here is to you BUSTER. I miss you and I look forward to seeing you again. You will be always in our hearts. We love you.
Buster's Mom and Dad

Buster Family 48 Hrs. Later

48 hrs later and we can not stop crying. We had a picture of Buster blown up and dated so we could have a nice picture to set next to his urn. We put his picture and his ashes in the kitchen hutch, his picture faces the door. I know this is where he would like to be. Seager (our other dog) keeps walking by and stopping to
look up at Buster's picture. When Bill (the man who helped us through all of this) brought the Urn to us Mister (our 22 lb. cat) jump to check it out. He purrer and rupped against it We can't even bare to be in this house anymore. We miss hm so much, as soon as one of us stops crying another one of starts. My 17 year old son is a wreck and I am so worried about him. Buster was like a brother to him. We don't know when or if we will ever feel like us again. We just want to hug our BIG DOG.

Buster

Tonight I lost my boy. Our wonderful dog Buster was hit by a car tonight and they didn't even stop to see if he was O.K. We have had a lot of vandalism on our street and he saw a person fixing a flat on the ourside of the road and ran to check it out. He was very protective of our family. He knew how scared I was of anything suspicious on our road. I feel as if my heart is breaking. Just last week he had kept some punks from enetring our home. Ever since then he has been sleeping downstairs on the couch instead of in bed with me. I think it was his way of protecting me, since my husband works nights. I always felt safe with him in the house. I don't feel that way anymore.

Buster was special. I found Buster coming home from school (I was finishing college) and he ran out onto a busy freeway. I noticed he was limping. So I stopped to see if I could help. I opened my door and he jumped in. Can you imagine a ninety pound dog sitting in the back of your car, reaching over to lick my face?? He seemed so happy to have been found. He was such a great dog and I tried really hard to find his owners, but no one answered my ads. So he became a part of our family. He was such a tease and a flirt. Shortly after we found him he demolished a Lazy Boy chair. I still remember comimg home from work and seeing stuffing all over the house. We almost got rid of him, but who could turn away those big brown eyes. He settled in and became one of my boys. I have another dog, a Springer named Seager. I would call home on my breaks (I teach) and ask, "How are my boys?" I can't imagine not being able to do that anymore. I don't know how I am going to tell my students. He is also a part of their lives. They always ask how the boys are doing. The man just finished taking him away and I was is to much shock to say goodbye, so in the morning I am going to say my goodbye to one of my boys. I miss him!!!!

I hope there is someone that can help us get throught this. We are both blaming ourselves for what happened. Please look at his picture and help us honor him.

Buster's Parents