Forever our Buddy

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Thirteen years ago they sat in the lounge at race track. It was time to name the new litter of pups heading off to training camp. Winnie Whiskey, Ritchie Rum, Kooky Kahlua, and our very own Barry Bourbon. All eight pups where named during Miller time.

On March 6, 2004 we wandered over to an adoption event. We had just adopted Joey and Talley and we wanted to say hi. The most beautiful fawn boy with a black mask was standing there, waiting for someone to love. He’d been in a home and there was some story about a bite, but we didn’t care, there was an instant connection.

Rayetta smiled her coy little smile and said she was running a special, adopt two, get one free. We took a quick walk around the parking lot to talk it over, walked back in and took the leash.

Buddy took to the acre like it was his and he was sharing it with us. He was home from the very first day.

Buddy, Danté, Danny, Barney

The more dogs we fostered, the more he took it upon himself to make sure they knew how to act like “dignified and stately” greyhounds.

Danté went to one of the best homes ever, Danny became a garden hound and Barney went to a home for six years, but now he’s back. Buddy did a pretty good job fostering those hounds.

Back at the farm

Thanks to Buddy, we met the most wonderful people. We became friends with the kennel owners that raced Buddy. They loved him as much as we did and were always delighted when we took him to the farm for a visit.

Buddy was a wonderful ambassador for greyhound adoption. Who wouldn’t fall in love with such a sweet, sweet dog?

Buddy aged so gracefully. Just enough silver in his muzzle to give him that dignified look. He was totally toothless, but it never bothered him. He had a healthy appetite until the very end.

About six weeks ago, Buddy had a serious episode of laryngeal paralysis. We made an emergency run to the vet clinic; he couldn’t breath. I was scared and he was really scared. Our vet was so wonderful and she pulled him through. We knew when we brought him home that afternoon that this was something that he would have for the rest of his life.

He was just one week shy of turning 14 and we opted not to do the surgery. Instead, we would do our best to keep him calm and cool so that we didn’t exacerbate another attack. He did great for six weeks.

This morning he went out for his first potty break at 5:30 am. It was time for breakfast and he ran from the back acre to the back door ready for breakfast. He began struggling to breath. We had sedatives here and promptly gave them to him, but it didn’t help.

I loaded him in the car and raced to the emergency vet calling them on my way to tell them I was coming. When we brought him home after the first time, I promised him it would never happen three times.

Karen followed me over as soon as she got the other dogs in the house. We held him close to us as we told him how much we loved him and that he was the best boy ever.

Buddy aka Barry Bourbon • November 7, 1997 to December 12, 2011

Our hearts are shattered in a million pieces tonight as we miss our boy.

Udder budder boy, you will be forever our Buddy.

25 Replies to “Forever our Buddy”

  1. I am so sorry to hear about Buddy. What a handsome boy. There has been a rash of sad new recently on the greyhound blogosphere. Sorry Buddy joined that group. Run free, Buddy. Say Hi to Beth for me.

  2. I’m reading this with tears in my eyes! I’m so sorry! He was such a fabulous and handsome guy. I can’t believe that he’s gone. Please know that we’re thinking of you tonight!

  3. Terri and Karen, I sent yall a message this afternoon, i hope you got it! I`m so sorry to hear of your loss of Buddy. He had a beauitful forever life with the two of you and he knew he had the best people in the world to give him so much love, alot of love!!

  4. So sorry to hear about your loss. I write this with tears welling up. My deepest condolences. There seems to be alot of friends passing to the Rainbow Bridge…he runs free now.

  5. I’m so sorry that you lost Buddy. What a sweet beautiful boy. Fourteen years is wonderful, I wish they could stay forever though. I’ll be keeping you all in my thoughts.

  6. I’m so very sorry for your loss. Our Roxie has laryngeal paralysis too, and such severe attacks must be heart-wrenching. Keeping you in my thoughts, and wishing you peace in the days ahead. xo

  7. you two and your hounds are so brave and so giving to continue to partake in the “circle of life” of so many hounds. thank you!

  8. Oh, what can I say. So very sorry to be reading this. What a lovely tribute to a stunning boy, inside and out. Thinking of you all. Buddy will have lots of new mates at the Bridge, there have been so many hounds going there recently.

  9. i’m very sorry for your loss. he was indeed a handsome boy. you have wonderful and fabulous photos with which to remember him by, although if you’re like me, you may feel that you don’t have enough pictures of him.

  10. Funny how these furry guys can steal your heart so quickly. My Max is a total deiqnluent — he was a stray we adopted 2 years ago. It’s taken us this long to housebreak him (with still a few accidents and some spite pees) and today I spent 5 minutes taping together a 20-dollar bill that he snuffled out of my purse and tore up.I think he and Buddy would get along smashingly.

  11. Oh, gosh … I’m so sorry. We had a dog here who had an attack of what I thought might be LP, but it was determined in the end to be an embolism. He gasped for breath, terrified and stumbling, and going blue. We tried to save him, but he threw more clots and went off his legs three days later, in hospital at the vet’s. … I wish we’d had the foresight to know we couldn’t help him, and had let him go earlier. Kudos to you for that.

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