Because you left us so suddenly on December 5, I never had the chance to tell you the place you filled in our lives. This was never taken for granted, and as I hugged your neck or looked into your expressive face over the years, I often paid tribute–knowing we would someday part–to your gentleness, your affable temperament, and your incredibly soft huggable coat, even though so much of it ended up on my navy wool socks. Ann and I were prepared to part …

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I couldn’t put my gloves down for a minute or he’d gleefully “be bad” and run  off with them, waiting just far enough away I couldn’t quite reach him. Buster was the one who would walk up to my chair here and contentedly rest his head on my leg. He never made peace with the leash, lashing and flailing like a Marlin on a deep-sea run. I was thinking about our good friend Buster, who six years ago this month (when this picture was …

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