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"Death of my best buddy" Suzi's Story
My best buddy , of eight years, died today. My buddy's name was Suzi. Suzi was the best friend I ever had. She always listened when I talked, she gave me unconditional love and understanding. When I cied she cried. When I laughed, she laughed. She was a faithful and loyal friend to her last dying moment. I only wished I had been the same.
There are days when all Suzi wanted was my attention and a few loving words, but I was too busy. Then there were days she wanted to play and I had no time. Seems like I had time for everyone and everything but her. But no matter what she was doing she had time for me. I was the most important thing in her life.
Although, I did not take all the time I could for my buddy, I love her dearly. And she knew it. I think that is why she hung around so long. She loved me as no one ever did and probably more than anyone ever will.
When she got sick it was already too late. She was beyond any medical help. My dad took her to the doctor, that terrible sunday. The look in those eyes was a sad farewell. We both knew we would never see each other again . My little Suzi died two days later in the hospital alone. Without her family. If I had known my sweet friend would die anyway I would have never taken her to the hospital. I would have kept her at home with me , where she could have died next to the people who loved her so much.
By now you have fiqured out that Suzi was my dog. But she was more than a dog, she was my friend, my confidant, and a members of my family. Excluding her physical charateristics Suzi was as human as any human being I ever had the privilege of knowing
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