UncleKyle
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His name was Little Buddy. He was diagnosed with cancer two years ago but he's only been struggling the last year. He grew really big, had seizures more often, and became weak and slow. By last November he couldn't get up on the couch without help. On Thursday he couldn't walk and my dad took him to the vet, they had to put him asleep. I'm so glad I'm away at college, out of sight out of mind. But at night I get really sad thinking about him. I got him for getting straight A's in school and the stories we could tell about that dog would take up an entire page of the CB. He slept on the top of my bunk bed when I was growing up, he climbed the latter every night. He also survived an attack by a Great Dane, and getting hit by a UPS truck. He was loved by every visitor and friend we had at our house. He will be missed.

