I guess for my first entry it should be a good one. So I will tell the legend Buddy the dauchsund. A cute charismatic dog was he with bright eyes full of glee. His coat shined with a red sheen and his bark a roar from the gods chasing away the boldest foe. odd though true he was probably the most deepest person I knew with morals many and true. of course none of this colorful talk still doesnt give him half the credit he was due. I guess his actions should be told from the beggining. While I was still in elementary school I was made paranoid by the ridlin I took and I thought the world was against me. Even though my mind was deluded Buddy's pure heart and positive disposition was able to keep me sane until I was off ridlin and was able to think clearly again. Buddy was the outlet of my thoughts ideas and schemes. I talked to him and he seemed to answer me with unequaled clarity. Buddy was like a part of myself like a chunk of my mind detached from my body. Through my parents divorce and many changes he reamained a constant which gave me comfort in hard times. after a while my mom had to sell our house and we moved in with her parents. My moms parents (who I dont refer to as my grandparents anymore) didnt like Buddy and said he couldnt live at they're house. At my dads apartment he was to loud and the neighbors complained about the noise. If we kept Buddy there my dad would most likely get kicked out. I was forced to give him up for adoption. Now Buddy is with an old lady who has two other Dauchsunds. I feel a void without Buddy, a void like a runner would feel without his legs or an artist would feel without his sight. Not just I miss him but many others who where touched by his presence who learned something from his positive disposition and his pure heart.
in memory of Buddy
 Hexatone- · Thu Jul 21, 2005 @ 01:40am · 1 Comments |
