My dearest friend Buster,
How hard it is for me knowing I can’t hold you in my arms anymore but I will always hold you in my heart. It’s funny how you picked us. Someone didn’t want you so we took you in. We only had you for a while but you gave the greatest joy to us your short here. The hardest thing I had to do was to put you to sleep. I just couldn’t watch you suffer anymore. Dad didn’t want, too. He was hoping for a miracle but in my heart I knew it there would not be one you became so sick. The only miracle we had was the chance to love you and you love us back. You were our special baby. We sure do miss you, Buster. You keep Rusty, Missy, Tuesday, & Boots company for us. Well, my Buster, until we meet again remember we love you. LOVE,
MOM & DAD
| Harold & Chris Allen |