We had just lost a fur baby at the age of 13. A family member gave us this little ball of black and white fur to help us heal. He did more than that, always such a sweet guy. I did have another dog too and within a couple months found out he had full blown stomach cancer. Our new boy was there for me. The sick one was beyond help when the vet found it. So Buster was the perfect gentleman, stayed with him (Levi) when he felt bad, and followed him every where... up 'till the day he was gone. He just let me hug and cry on him. He was lonely, so I adopted another, a female. They got along great. 6 yrs later, Molly was at the vets and they found she had an enlarged heart. All the meds and checkups couldn't hep her. During this time, Buster always the gentleman, stood beside her also. Slept with her; the day she left us, he was beside her as she took her last breath, and so was I, holding her, kissing her and telling her how much I loved her. He was kissing her face. When she was gone, he sat and just looked at her. I could tell both our hearts were broken, he had lost 2 friends in 6 yrs. Buster is almost 9 now and my heart boy. He's not the healthiest guy, but he is the most loving friend I have ever had. Been there for me when I really needed him. There is a bond with him that could never be broken. Since all that, I've had both total hip replacements. I'm not doing good with them, he helps me if I get down and can't get up. If my pain is bad, he cuddles me, as I do him when he has pain from his arthritis. This is my love boy, my heart dog. I love him sooo much. I know when his time comes, I will be beyond devastated. Until then, we will just be each others' best friend, and love each other unconditionally.

Lynn Vance
SMITHFIELD, PA