It is with a heavy heart that I tell you about the passing of Buford, BookEnds’s literary dog, my running buddy, and best friend to many.
Buford joined our family only five short years ago when we adopted him from St. Hubert’s. A demon while he adjusted to his new home, Buford was known to drag 8-foot rugs throughout the house, snatch purses from unsuspecting guests, and swing from the zipline. Thankfully his antics died down as his sense of security grew. It wasn’t long before he settled into a routine of morning walks, days in the office, and afternoons sitting on lawn chairs.
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It was only a short month ago, after returning from a wonderful vacation of lake swimming, boating, and sleeping on the beach we noticed Buford wasn’t himself. Just two weeks after diagnosing him with liver failure, Buford passed.
The offices will be quieter without B