My Little Buddy Ned
by Tom Powell
(Big Bear, CA)
I became Ned's dad on 1-3-00 but from the time I first saw him at 1 week old I knew he and I were meant for each other. He was a great puppy and with training and lots of love and affection he grew to be a handsome and sociable wheaten. He loved to play, sniff, be held on my chest and EAT! and go on a nice walk where I would talk and he would listen (I think).
He would always offer his paw for a treat. He had many adventures and made many friends. The comfort I received from Ned I have no words for. He would lie on my chest and I could feel his heart beat. Hhis breathing was like meditation. And if I had a bad dream from work (30 years in the Fire Dept) I could pet him and feel his fur, and I was calmed back to sleep.
He was loved by many but I was his dad and I did the best I could to make him well. I will miss you little buddy. Life will not be the same without you. The days are not as sunny and the house is quiet and lonely.
Goodbye my friend and companion. How will I calm the nights now? Run Free. You are healthy again and I will be with you soon. My heart is broken but I try to smile through the tears because you always hated when I was sad.
I love you Ned