Buddy - In Memory


Lhasa Apso/Breed Unknown
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Home:River Park, FL  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 22 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Nicknames:
Bud, Budster, Boo, Meathead (By his Daddy only), Pita boy (By Daddy only)

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-pound dog-dog rescue

Likes:
Affection, leaping into the air, pestering his brother, Watching Jacksonville Jags play football on TV, eating anything that drops on the floor, sleeping next to mama

Pet-Peeves:
Having to share, anyone getting too close to Mommy, anyone who kicks or moves hands too quickly, when daddy makes me leave the room when everyone is eating

Favorite Toy:
It used to be a ball, but getting too old to play much

Favorite Food:
Anything that crunches, but if it's in his brother's dish it tastes better

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere he gets to ride to get there and going to "grampaw's" because he gets treats there

Best Tricks:
begging, posing for photos, being adorable or a PITA

Arrival Story:
My mama rescued Buddy whose name was Dudley (which did not fit his personality at all) at the time. She really loved him and I would take him to visit her several times a week when she was in a nursing home. When she passed away, he decided I could become his new Mama. There was just the two of us for three years. Now he tolerates his Daddy and is learning to love him. They have their struggles, but are on much better terms than before. Having a daddy who is good to him has helped him accept men better.

Bio:
Buddy has a chip and when he was visiting my mama at the nursing home, it set off the alarms. It was quite an adventure for him. He's had so many interesting stories and happenings in his life. He'll have to start a diary to tell it all. He alsp has a brother that was adopted several years ago. We were concerned about how he would take to a new dog in his territory, but they get along really, really well. We introduced the new dog by taking Buddy to meet him at the adoptathon. When Tino came home with us, Buddy realized he would be the protector. He lets Tino eat first and goes to the door of any room where Tino is and protects him.

Forums Motto:
All guts, no brains!!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
February 5th 2005 More than 9 years!

I Was In The:
2005 Valentine's Day Party!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
115190


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Buddy's Musings


To all Buddy's friends

January 4th 2006 2:24 pm
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This is Buddy's mama. He left us this afternoon(Jan 4, 2006) at 4:10PM.
His mama and daddy and his two brothers Tino and Spirit are going to miss him a lot. But we have wonderful memories of all his adventures and his loving ways.

I am sorry, but I can't write any more about him right now.

I thank you for being his friend. He loved you all.

E Cruze

 

Happy Valentine's Day!!

February 14th 2005 8:44 am
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Woofs and treats to all the ladies at Dogster. For all the guys, well, they can have treats, too.

Daddy baked mama a chocolate cake, but I just know he isn't going to let Tino and me have any. He's like that, yes he is. Well, my brother and I plan to have the gang in for a jam session when he and mama go out, so I'll take that over cake any ol' day.

This is a short entry today, but I have to get ready for our other band members.

Woofs,
Buddy

 

How I got my name

February 13th 2005 8:50 am
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Well, mama is letting me use her computer again today. All I can say is - it's about time. The older I get the more difficult it is to remember all my memories.

Today I'm going to talk about how I got my name. I mentioned before that at the pound place they named me Dudley and that is the name on my chip. But I really wasn't a Dudley, you know? I mean what kind of a nick name is Dud? grrrrrr Anyway my new mama and her daughter kept trying to come up with a new name for me that they both liked. It was taking a long time, too. Everyday when the daughter came home from work, she would ask our mama, "How was your buddy today?" Well, I kinda liked that name - Buddy. It sounded so friendly and nice. I was really getting tired of having no name. It is difficult to come when no one has a name for you. After about a week, I was determined they would give me my name. I was thinking and thinking what I could do about it. Whenever they mentioned one I liked - like Cey - the other one wouldn't like it. It was about time to take things into my own paws. That Tuesday when the daughter came home and asked "How was your buddy today?" I went to her for my pet and treat. Finally someone got wise! She looked at mama and said, "Hey, why don't we call him Buddy?" Mama laughed and said it would be a great name for me. From that day on I was known by my new name - Buddy.

Of course with a name like Buddy, I have lots of nick names, too. Mama's son reminded everyone that their dad had a horse during something called World War ll and the horse's name was Buddy. Then his daughter met me and called me "the Budster". Some friends came to meet me and they called me Buddy Boo. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Sometimes I'm called Bud and that's ok. Then there is my now daddy. He and my now mama got married and he came to live with us. I had a problem with him at first - but that's a whole other story in itself. Anyhow, once in awhile he calls me Meathead or Mutt and when I do something bad or get in his way he'll call me a PITA. Yeah, I know. But I like to let him think he's the Alpha Male around here instead of me and I'll go when he calls me any of those. When mama isn't around, he'll call me Moron, too. I know she wouldn't like it if she heard it. But it's ok. I let him think he's the Alpha and I get to go for rides. That's a pretty fair trade, don't you think?

Guess it's time to let mama have her computer back.

Woofs 'til next time.
Buddy

 
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