Well, I never actually too k the time to say much about this, but 6 months later I am still pretty broken up over it. My wife and I have 3 dogs, Lucy, Linus, and Bugsy. Lucy and Linus came to us from the pound and have a story that I will go into another time. Bugsy was our big, goofy boxer. He became part of our family when Diane's brother passed away several years ago. We knew him as a puppy when Duane got him while he and his wife were staying with us. We weren't too happy that they brought a dog home, but we're not the types to stay upset for very long. Diane's brother passed away in October 0f 2004 and shortly thereafter (another story there too, but we'll go there another time) we adopted him. I have to tell you, I was a little opposed to this because he would slobber on everything. I'm not a fan of dog spit. Anyway, fast forward 5 years and I am really attached to this dog. He had a personality that could win you over even if he just ate your $200.00 shoes. I REALLY loved this dog. I bonded with Bugsy more than I have bonded with most of the people in my life...I know, sad, but true.
By now, you probably get where this is going by all the past tense referrals I'm using. Bugsy had a heart condition that we were constantly aware of. Alot of you that know me, know that I was always trying to sell parts on the Jockey Journal and The Horse Swap Meet to try and pay for his many procedures. Last July 6th, Bugy's heart finally gave out. Diane came home from grocery shopping and Bugsy wanted out. She let him out and he was acting kind of odd. Long story short, he went outside, laid down under the deck and left us. Fortunately, Diane was there to comfort him when he passed. He was 8 years old and the best friend I ever had. Goodbye, buddy. I hope there is something after this life and you're there when it's my time.
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