People still ask me in the street where Buddy is when they see me and Bruno coming along. Sometimes it is people who I am sure I have never met before that. They always look as though I have left Bud at home for some reason, as though I am going to say he is at the poodle parlour, or he's catching up on some sleep.
Even strangers have said the kindness words to me when I tell them Bud has died. People have been really generous with their comments. A couple of people I know quite well from around the suburb have teared-up at the news.
Dear Buddy, everybody loved him. He was such an outgoing dog. He loved people. And people loved him.
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