Buster Boy
It's like you found us, not we found you. You were just a pup, yet you were already guarding the place you called home. You made me feel safe when James was at work. I could sleep easily because I knew you were there. You were always such a good dog and rarely made us worry because even though you'd go exploring sometimes you were always home in the evening. Thank you for all the loving looks and licks. For all the laughter and exercise you brought us. For protecting us and our home. For loving us even when we didn't deserve it. We'll miss you.
Our Buster boy died yesterday. He was just a poi dog but grew on us in an instant and had to be ours. We found him after Hurricane `Iniki in the fenced area of James' monitoring station where he had dug himself into and was then protecting by trying to keep James out. James brought him some food and water and befriended him then brought me to see him. It was love at first sight. He stayed there and lived under the station for a little while before we got permission to bring him home. We were his for 15 1/2 years and he's already missed.