On November 13, 2007 that old Buddy bear moved on down the road. He was about 11 years old. Earlier this year he had to have some round parts removed due to a tumor. The biopsy was inconclusive but it was a clue for us that he might not be around much longer. On Tuesday he slept most of the day. He ate his dinner just as usual and didn’t seem any worse for the wear. Later that evening he wouldn’t take his medicine. He and Rocky went outside but when Sharon called them in, only Rocky came in. We found Buddy laying in the grass too weak to get up. I called his name and he gave a single wag of his tail and just lay there. I carried him inside and we knew he was near the end. For the next couple of hours he just couldn’t get comfortable and his breathing was labored. I sat with him for a long time, then finally went upstairs. About 2:30 A.M., Sharon came down and found him struggling to breath. She called the emergency vet and I sat with Buddy. Before the vet answered, Buddy breathed his last breath and he was gone. His 1/2 brother Max died about 5 years ago. We got them both from the same breader about 6 mons apart. That breader has long since disappeared. Now with Buddy gone, its the end of an era. He was a good dog and he will be missed.