My Favorite Kind of Dog

I love dogs. My son, Rob, and I went to the dog pound to find a good dog for him. A puppy just begged us to take him…so we did! The name Buddy fit and stuck. Buddy was such a good dog, he’d never leave our property. I think I posted about these two dogs before but I found this picture of Buddy and it’s a much better one.  Buddy is gone now, has been for several years, but I still  miss him.

I was at my niece’s house, Rhonda,

and saw their dog. Oh, I forgot his name. But he reminded me so much of Buddy! Putting their pictures together I see a difference but they are still similar. There’s just something about this breed of dog that I love.