Booga is not happy. He doesn't like his cousin living with us. He doesn't like that she takes half of his chores and he keeps asking us when she is going home. It's disrupting his happy home and making him retreat to his room.
Well, probably this Saturday she'll be going home. We took her for two weeks to let the sparks cool from her parental monkey butt father.
Thing is that everyone wants us to keep her but she has problems of her own that are complicated and need to be exclusively focused on and I personally don't have time or strength enough to deal with that. And she has only four months until she graduates from High School. Really not enough time to make any real difference.
And then there is Booga.
I feel sorry for her, but they should have removed her from her monkey butt parents years ago, when she was small. Had they done that she would have been a very different girl. I will try to get her into college, but I don't know what's going to happen to her.
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I found a letter today that I wrote right before we lost our brown lab "Bud". I was thinking about him especially today. I don't know why, maybe because I saw the movie "Marley and Me" and it brought back all sorts of memories of him.
I am writing in regards to a person I can no longer find and haven't been able to find in years.
This person sold us a Brown lab named "Bud" who was a year old at the time. She was very concerned because of his sweet nature that whoever got him would not love him as much as she did and wanted to keep in touch with us; unfortunately, time and the pressures of family business broke the ties.
We bought him outside of what was once Quality Farm and Fleet. I can't remember his previous owners name exactly, but I think it was Jodi.
We just wanted to tell you that he is still alive all these years later.
He is well, despite some slight medical problems with his breathing, and doesn't look his age. Even though he is very old now, and is geriatric, he has been the most wonderful creature. He is part of family and has grown up with our children. He is highly spoiled and spends most of his days now in the bedroom with the air conditioner we bought for him. Not for us…For him. There has never been a sweeter dog, never a gentler old man or a more patient beast, he is still just as beautiful as the day we got him and not because of his physical appearance, but because of his spirit. We simply wanted to thank you for him and tell you he is still here. And not too worry about him ever because he has been very, very loved and adored by his family.
Thank you for him. Thanks for taking him back to live with you when he was a puppy so that we could find him. Thanks for a giving us a great dog.
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