Saturday, May 02, 2009


Bud was a sweet, good natured dog my parents had during the 1990s.  He made the move with them from Wisconsin to Arkansas, where, surprisingly, he fathered two pups.  Nobody thought he had it in him.  

The pups were both little clones of him.  Sadly neither he or either of the pups made it out of Arkansas when my parents returned to Wisconsin several years later.  One of the pups died from eating an aluminum can & the other just kind of disappeared.  Bud got increasingly debilitated from cancer and old age and finally had to be put down.