When I move to Las Vegas, I decided that I wanted a dog. Some friends told me they knew someone who wanted to give away his dog. When I first met Buddy, he was kept outside all day and night although the heat can be deadly in Las Vegas. He jumped on me many times to kiss me and hug me. He seemed to be out of control, helplessly trying to get some attention he did not have. I remember my friend telling us "He is really hyper. You don't have to take this dog. We can find you another one" But in my mind, our story had started. Buddy was given to me as a wedding present. He was neutered. We trained him to be clean, he always stayed clean since the moment we trained him. At first, he never wanted to go outside because he was always afraid that I would lock him outside. I understood why so I started going outside with him so that he can always see that I was there with him and I would not keep him outside. I gave him all rights in our house. He could lay in our couch, in our bed. I bought him every single toy which exists. He was a good little chewer. He got along well with any human being and cats, but never with other dogs - at least the first time until he got to know them. Buddy became so precious to me. I could not have a bad day because I knew he would be there when I came back. I always had a picture of him in my wallet or in my purse. He listened to me when I talked to him. I used to tease him and say that he wags his tail so much that I would have to replace his batteries. He was just a happy dog. I would ask him many times in the day if he was a happy dog. He would just look at me with his beautiful brown eyes and smile. We understood each other. Buddy would wait for me every day. I would come back from work, take him for a walk, feed him and my pleasure was to see him happy. When we move from Las Vegas to Connecticut, he sit on my lap while my husband drove. We crossed the United States together. What an adventure! I hugged Buddy during the drive and he was happy. He was just the best dog in the world. As years went by, we became closer and closer. He was eager to please us. I felt so privileged to have him in my life. All our friends knew about Buddy because he was in all our pictures. He hated to be groomed and my husband teased him and use to say that he looked like a lab with his short hair. We have two dogs in one. Buddy was a loving dog; he never growled at us. I would take him very early to run in the fenced park of some school. I wanted him to run and be happy. He was just running like a bomb without stopping. I would call him and he would never listen to me. I would get upset, he knew and sometimes to do me a favor he would come back. If I pretended to live, he would panick and run after me. We had our little games. He could not understand that I feared for his life. But yesterday, what happened, Buddy, my love, my companion of four precious years, why didn't you listen to us? I brought you in the north so you could run and be happy. I enjoyed watching you playing in the snow and I knew I always would find a way to bring you back. You always came back. This time, you did not came back , you chased a deer and a snowmobile hit you on the neck. I screamed your name, I kept screaming like in a nightmare. You were lying on the side of the road, still conscious. Your daddy petted you and told you it was ok. He lifted you as I was running to get the car, but you were already gone. You were already gone, my little angel, my little baby. I hugged you and I looked in your eyes. I thought we could still save you, I thought I would still hear your breathe again and get a chance to save you. My tears feel into your beautiful golden hair. I will always love you, my little angel, my love. I brought you here with us all the way from Las Vegas to Montreal for you to end there, dead in a snowy road this February 9, 2003. I wanted to apologize to you for letting you go, for not having said or done something to save your life...I wanted to apologize for failing in my duty to protect you. I will never forget you, I see your beautiful brown eyes smiling at me. Your are just everywhere in this house, I see you in your bed, I see you in the couch, I see you everywhere... Why did you not listen to us, why did we let you run at that moment... I wanted you to be happy; you died doing what you loved the most, running like a bomb and chasing a deer. You used to be jealous when I would hug other dogs- but please don't anymore. In all the dogs I will hug from now on, I will see you and hug you. I will never forget you for the rest of my life. I have left your body in a safe locked area. I will come back this week and have you incinerated so part of you will be home again soon. I secretely anticipate the moment where I will get to hold you again this time for the last time. I will always remember you, you have been the best dog I could have ever dreamed to have. I felt privileged to have you in my life. How am I going to make it without you, I don't know. You were there yesterday morning and in the evening you were gone. I miss seeing your beautiful eyes, I miss hugging you, I miss taking you out at night or early in the morning. I trust that you are there where we will all be reunited some day. Remember, you are and will always be the only One, my little angel, the love of my life. I can't wait to see you again in this paradise, this magic place where you can run freely with no more leash, without me screaming for you to come back or fearing that you might bite another dog. I loved you with all your qualities and your imperfections, I loved every single aspect of you. You made me proud of you. I have loved you unconditionally like my child and it will be a while before I can move on with my life. You left with a piece of my heart. I will always have your smiling eyes in my heart each time I think of you. You mom and dad who will always love you xxxxxxxxxxx