Monday, December 06, 2010

A Time to Weep

Buster Elvis Hester
January 1, 1997 - December 6, 2010

Today is a sad day. Our dog, whom we had for 12 years, died today. Buster was part of our family for a long, long time and it feels strange without him today.

I always said that Buster was going to kill himself one day. You see, he was so bad about stealing food. When he was a bit younger, he stole entire loaves of Italian bread, sticks of butter, ate chunks out of a birthday cake, and stole hamburgers right off the table when no one was looking. Even today, that makes me smile. Buster was doing great (he even had a surgery three weeks ago) until Thursday when I was out with my Dad. While we were gone, Buster got into two pizza boxes that were left out and he probably ate an entire pizza. I think whatever he did to get the pizza boxes down (I always thought it would be interesting to have a camera so I could see what in the world he did to sneak food) hurt him somehow. The next day, he had trouble getting up and wanted to sleep outside. He was doing much better on Saturday and even ran away:-) You could never count that dog out. He was such a tricker. He was not feeling good, but managed to run away and take advantage of the fact that I had taken his leash off.

In the midst of my sadness today, God remains so faithful. He cares about my sadness over a dog. I am thankful for a God who cares about the details of my life and my family's life. God decided to have Buster die today and Alan is home today. He was so sweet and took care of so much this morning for me. Tomorrow Alan will be in Rochester. In a month, Alan, Davin and I will all be in Rochester and Bethany will be here alone. I would not want her to have to deal with this all by herself, so I am very thankful for God's perfect timing.

7 comments:

Martha said...

I am so sorry about your beautiful Buster. I never got to know him well, but you always had a smile when you told his stories. I know how much it hurts to say goodbye because our pets are just like kids to us.

I love you and wish I could be there to give you a big hug.

Melanie L said...

I'm sorry about Buster - he was my favorite Hester dog. It's so hard to lose a pet. He had good taste in food - butter and pizza are good things. I pray God will comfort you today.

Bethany said...

I am so sorry. :( Buster was a good boy. (Except for the stealing food part and the running away part...) I remember when you guys brought him back from NJ to NY. I send you a big hug. :(

Heather said...

Bethany, we have been talking about that today. How we called the man's house thinking he had a 2 month old lab and he really had a two year-old golden. He asked us to take him right away so his kids would think he had run away during the day while they were at school. So, unsure, we packed up Buster with his leash and dog bowls and headed to my sister's house. Then, we drove home the next day, me and all of the kids. Davin was terrified of dogs and Buster stood in front of him the whole ride. After crying for three hours, Davin decided to like Buster:-) You are right. He was a very good dog, except for all of the bad things he did all the time;-)

Betsy said...

Oh dear. I'm so sorry. It is so hard to loose a pet, I know from experience. You do have some adorable stories about Buster...sounds like he was smart and sneaky! ha. Big hugs.

Monica said...

Oh, I'm so sorry for you. It is awful to loose a much loved pet.

Heather said...

Thank you Monica. It is so hard. I tried to check out your blog, but I could not get to it:-(