Buster
Born January 8th 1990 – Died March 15th 2005 at 1.15pm
The name “Buster” doesn’t mean much to most people, but to me brings back memories of a little dog that came into my life and brought with him unconditional love, warmth, laughter and feelings that I’ve had for no other dog.
I’ve loved other dogs but none touched me the way he did. Buster lived for 15 years and 2 and a half months, in that time he did many walks for various charities, including Guide Dogs for the Blind, People’s Dispensary for Sick Animals, the Windsor Clinic for recovering alcoholics and the 911 disaster in USA. He was true Liverpool dog and here’s a picture of him and my mum, we were setting off from the Pier Head to do a charity walk. My mum had just come out of hospital after struggling to overcome her drink problem. I got my mum back that day, we became close again and I guess Buster got his nanny back!!
Thank you my little doggie for supporting me on the journey I made through my life. You will live on in my heart forever and I will never forget you.
Love you my dear son, Buster,
Hugs and kisses mummy xxxx
God Bless you.