Buster

I had the most beautiful dog, and not just looks. He was very sweet, and clever. He won first place in a local "most unique dog" contest. He got along with any animal, cats, guinea pigs, rabbits, reptiles, you name it. He was like an angel on earth. I never met another person or animal that he couldn't charm. His favorite thing was going fishing with me and my husband, "he loved us both equally".

He got diabetes about four years ago, and lived for almost two years. I had to give him two insulin shots a day, right around 15 units both times. It was the hardest thing I've ever been through in my life. But when he died, even though he was 13 years old, it ripped out my heart. I never have gotten over losing him, and I don't think I ever will. I try so hard to think of the good times we shared, but the loss has had catastrophic effects. I don't feel like the same person I was. There's not a day goes by, that I don't think of him and grieve, or worse harden my heart towards anything and anyone. I feel like no one understands me cause "he was just a dog".

Sincerely,
Genisse Shaffer

09/02