MountainMornings

Always in the thick of things;

Always ready and waiting;

Always willing to share with a new arrival;

Always with a smile;

Always eager to take direction;

Always digging deep for the ball;

Always wishing that door would open;

We always thought you were a drop-out from the US Customs Service; the way you would jump up on the wing of Bob’s plane and wait to sniff the door. Your excitement at smelling wheel wells around every truck you encountered. We’ve had a long run Buddha Bear, and now you can be the guardian and protector in another world where there is no pain and endless balls and rabbits to chase. We will always and forever love you.