Buster had grown so much since he arrived at Scottie Acres in May. He fell right into the pack and became my shadow. Forever seeking attention and loving. When I came home from work at night he would run and give me kisses. A ball of energy with a smile. He found the woobie baskets and dragged one with him everywhere. And oh how he loved to go for rides with his Mommy. My last gift to him was to hold him close as he slipped away. I hope he forgives me and is waiting for me in the meadow when it is my time.