Buck you came into my life as a little black ball of fur. You were given to me by my daughter Amy so I would never be lonely or come home to a empty house. We both learned to love each other. You always cheered me up made me smile. We shared everything. We had good times and bad times but the good times were many more than the bad. We started a new life in Oklahoma.
I watched you grow old like me. I always knew the day would come when you would have to leave me. 17 years we had together. I know you are in heaven and we will cross the Rainbow Bridge together. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. Long may you run my friend.
With love,
| Buck |
| 6, May 2003 |
| Johnny Grissom |