Little Buddy
In the beginning I didn't like you
You were the homeliest dog I had ever seen
I thought my parents were crazy
When they came with you
Over the years you grew on me
Your quirks had become a comedy routine
I loved how you were afraid of everything
One day I noticed that you were tired
The trip to the vet did not go so well
Cancer is what they had seen
You looked at me with those big brown eyes
And wondered what that meant
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