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Bud was a mutt. We think she was a least part cockapoo if not entirely. She weighed 15 lbs. and had curly little hair, black and a little bit of white on her toes. She was the cutest. I was hanging out in one of my friend's garages and in she walked! She only weighed 2 lbs then and was emaciated. Also, she was infested with fleas and tics. So I took her home and took her to the vet the next day. My parents almost killed me when they found out I sneaked a parasite infested dog into my room and let her sleep on my bed. Luckily I didn't get anything. Well, we found out she had tapeworm and so I got her all better in a matter of days. I fought my parents tooth and nail to keep her. They gave me 1 week to find her a home or find the previous owner. Then my dad fell in love with her and so did my mom. I spoiled her to death. She had her own little cage, tons of toys, the best collars and grooming tools. Fancy shampoo and anti-itch cream and she went everywhere with me. She had her own seatbelt and everything! She was the first dog I ever actually owned all by myself. Then about a week after she turned 1 year old we came to visit my in-laws. Which is where we now live. She escaped out of the backyard gate and I didn't know until my mother-in-law came in and said she had been hit by a truck. She bit my husband and died on the way to the vet. They didn't even try to revive her. I am still pissed to this day about that. I took her home and held her and cried and would still be holding her to this day if my mom hasn't shown up. We buried her in the backyard with my pillow (she always stole my pillow in the night, even if I was sleeping on it) and a treat and her favorite toy, a rope about as big as she was. She has a stone and now we are getting a new one with her picture on it. Hopefully. Anyway, thats the Bud story. I know its long, but I'm still not over her. I never will be. If anyone else has stories about pets they've lost or still have and love to death, I'm all ears. I can't hear enough about animals. I'm going to school this fall for vet tech. So any stories! And I'd write more here about my other dogs and 2 cats (well, 8 right now, female just had kittens, anybody want one?! :laugh: ) but I don't wanna make this too long. ~~~~Geo P.S. This proves that unexpected friendship leads to unexpected love and through the unexpected sadness unexpected memories are the best consolation. Love you Bud.

Wow Bud was one very lucky pup. Some dogs do not get that much love in a lifetime. At least be comforted in knowing how much you gave her while she was here. Dogs are wonderful they can really give their all to someone that loves them and they have a way of marking you forever. Cherish your memories and I hope the pain fades for you with time. There might be another pup out there needing that same set of open arms to take them off the street. You must be a truly special person. Good luck it sounds like you have chosen a good field to go into.