Yorkshire Terrier
Picture of Buddy ....IN LOVING MEMORY, a male Yorkshire Terrier

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Home:Stratford, NJ  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Bud, Cutiepie, handsome

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

October 30th 2004

giving kisses, long walks, chasing squirrels in the back yard, his many toys, car rides, mommy's bed, being the center of attention

taking baths, being brushed, being alone, rain, snow, thunder

Favorite Toy:
his stuffed dog, any pair of slippers, his many squeaky toys, his stuffed lobster

Favorite Food:
chicken soup, pupperoni's!, anything Italian...in moderation of course!!

Favorite Walk:
anywhere and everywhere!

Best Tricks:
sit, down, and paw...still working on rollover

Forums Motto:

The Groups I'm In:
BabeYorkies Yorkie All pet group, It's A Small Dog's World, Yorkie Tzu, YorkieVille United, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 4th 2005 More than 11 years!

I Was In The:
2006 Valentine's Day Party!
See me in Dogster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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My sweet angel...You will be forever missed

Buddy 2004-2006

April 22nd 2006 9:19 am
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" A heart of gold stopped beating,
Two shining eyes at rest.
God broke my heart to prove,
He only takes the best.
God knows you had to leave me
but you did not go alone-
For part of me went with you,
The day he took you home. "


Room in your heart

April 22nd 2006 9:09 am
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"Sorrow fills a barren space; you close your eyes and see my face and think of times I made you laugh, the love we shared, the bond we had, the special way I needed you-the friendship shared by just we two. The day's too quiet, the world seems older, the wind blows now a little colder. You gaze into the empty air and look for me, but I'm not there-I'm in heaven and I watch you, and I see the world around you too. I see little souls wearing fur, souls who bark and souls who purr born unwanted and unloved- I see all this and more above- I watch them suffer, I see them cry, I see them lost, I watch them die. I see unwanted thousands born- and when they die, nobody mourns. These little souls wearing fur (Some who bark and some who purr) are castaways who- unlike me- will never know love or security. A few short months they starve and roam. Or caged in shelters- nobody takes home. They're special too (furballs of pleasure), filled with love and each one, a treasure. My pain and suffering came to an end, so don't cry for me, my person, my friend. But think of the living- those souls with fur (some who bark and some who purr)- And though our bond can't be broken apart, make room for another in your home and your heart. "


April 15th 2006 1:13 am
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A poem by George G Vest

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. When all other friends desert, he remains.

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