he was tired, he was sick. he didn't want to eat anymore and that incredibly bright light of his had faded. the combination of end stage kidney disease and cancer wore his life out of him.
if i were to think of only two words to describe buddy and his philosophy on life, it would be loyal and joyful.
in the past couple of weeks, his joyousness waned, but his loyalty remained solid.
buddy never got a real home of his own in these past half a dozen years not because nobody wanted him. it was because buddy didn't want one. saints was the home that he chose and we were his family by his choice. he never wanted anyone or anything better.
it is a gift to be so well loved by a soul as pure as Buddy's.
I will miss him carrying around his ball and stashing it in the food bowl while he snacked.
i will miss his utter happiness as he ran around the bottom field barking and chasing the other dogs in joyful abandon.
i will miss his inhaling his breakfast, lunch, and supper and then his ever hopeful quest to inhale the other dogs leftovers.
but most of all i will miss the way his eyes gazed upon me, like i was the sun in his world.