Wednesday, March 25, 2009


If your lucky, at least once in your life a pet touches your heart in ways that are hard to find words for. That happened to me with Buster. I adopted her from the Toronto Humane Society on July 13th, 1991 and my life was forever changed.

She was the first pet that I was solely responsible for and I took that responsibility very seriously. She wasn't very friendly to others, but she loved me, and I her.

On March 25th, 2005 I had to let her go due to stomach cancer. It was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. I held her to my chest when she took her final breath and felt her last heart beat. My mother asked me how could I do that? How could I not? I had been her whole life for 14 years and I wasn't going to let her last minutes be with strangers. She'd been there for me through hard times and heart break, I was going to be there for her during this.

My heart still aches for her loss, but I'm also very grateful for the 14 wonderful years she gave me and appreciate our special bond.

I cherish the memories I made with my little buddy, Buster.
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