Two days is he gone
As I write his song,
It's the ballad of the Buddy I knew.
Born parts unknown,
Two girls took him home,
Called him "Rustle" and left him to stew,

In a crate made of wire,
Torn paper as treats,
He lived in a college dorm room.
Then taken home,
To one girl's dad and Mom,
Who decided he just wouldn't do.

To the kennel he went,
Confused and so sad,
he stayed there a week or two. It seemed so much longer,
He just sat in wait,
For the person that he would love true.

Now just a year old
With no one to love,
With other pups he scrambled and fought,
To be the one who
The people would take
Out of the place he was caught.

A miracle came.
A woman came in.
He ran and he jumped up for her.
He wagged and he nuzzled
As she pointed to him
He knew she would take him for sure.

She did take him home
To a place with a yard!
She paraded him around like a prize.
But then the next day,
With nothing to say,
Back to the kennel he goes.

He didn't know why
She just didn't try
But her sister fortunately came.
Though told of his antics
And the trouble he made,
She took him home just the same.

He ran into her house
And jumped in her lap
And kissed her all over her face.
He knew right away
That he would stay,
That he'd found his forever place.

Now it was time
To close the deal
And give this dog a name.
A friend came in,
Said "Hi little buddy"
And so "Buddy" he became.

Seven years had passed
since he came to her
and oh what a bond they had made
no more loyal a dog
in the world ever seen
this loyalty never to fade

when she was sad
he would snuggle with her
and when she was bored he would play
and when she would cry
he would climb in her lap
and kiss all her sorrows away

then one fateful day
he got very sick
and through this illness he came
but not without problems
and not without wounds
and not without troubles with his brain

he would turn now
and growl now
and bite those he did not know
it was not his fault
it was not his choice
but this side would too often show

There came a day
when he got away
and towards a child he charged
she knew in this moment
what had to be done
though the child went unharmed

He road like a big guy
in the back seat of the car
and got a great treat on the ride
Two chocolate donuts
what a mess he did make
she tried not too but then she cried

He was a brave boy
as they sat in the room
and waited for the doctor to come
She on the floor
With him in her lap
just like the first day at home

It was gentle and fast
and he fell in her lap
It was over and he was up above
I know he's in heaven
Where else could he be
For his name I think really was "Love".