This page is in memory of Bosco. Bosco lived a long happy life, traveling throughout the country and doing many different things that many people never get to experience. He has lived in Ft. Lauderdale, Orlando, Sanford, Jacksonville, Melbourne, Indialantic, FL, Cary, NC, Savannah, GA, Chicago, IL, Sioux City, IA, Sioux Falls, SD, Grand Junction, CO and lastly, Satellite Beach, Florida. If you knew Bosco, you knew he had his own personality with his one brown eye and one blue eye. Last spring Bosco was diagnosed with kidney failure which took him from us on September 24, 2001. I would like to thank all those who were friends of Bosco for their help in watching or walking and playing with him when I wasn't able to. He will be missed by many and especially by me for the way he has touched my life. Take a minute to remember a time you were with Bosco and let it put a smile on your face.
Waiting for Kris to come home.
The Bridges of Madison County
Carrot Top meets Bosco
Hanging poolside
Fun times !!!
Bosco loved Jet Skiing and hated it when I'd go without
him!
Riding Shotgun !!
Chicago
Email Kris
Dogs Don’t Have Souls, Do They?
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you’d let out a little yelp, just to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes, as if to say, “I’m sorry, but I’ll do it again as soon as you’re not watching.”
As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by.
When I‘d had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, “Welcome home. I missed you.” You never had a bad day, and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap, looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with you head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn’t stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything you had to ask me for one last favor.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time, you were lying next to me.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say, “Thank you for taking care of me.” I thought, “No, thank you for taking care of me.”
Author Unknown
This page was put together in loving memory of
a very sweet friend, Bosco,
by Angel