I brought Buddy, my precious Shih Tzu furbaby, home on July 30, 2000, when he was four months old. He immediately stole my heart and home. He was the sweetest little baby in the world. He had quite a few health issues, and he later developed congestive heart failure. I knew there was no cure, but we fought it for almost two years. He was so brave and never complained, although I knew he was in so much pain at times. I still miss him so very much and always will. I know he's in a much better place now, with no more suffering or pain. I thank God for allowing me to have one of His most precious little angels if only for a very short time.