Buddy Schug

Buddy died suddenly doing what he loved; running in the backyard. After retiring from racing, Buddy became the greeter of house who offered companionship to anyone who needed it, as long as they paid him back in belly rubs. I will miss our daily walks and my arrival home dances. May you have all of the belly rubs, sunspot naps, and long walks you deserve. Keep running, Buddy, to the Rainbow Bridge.

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