Dearest Buster Everyone says you lived to a good age but not long enough for me. You were my best friend, never judged, had a cry and a laugh with – you were unique with that little bark you gave out that everyone remembers this flurry white bischon you were. Your love of food from frothy coffee, hot sausage rolls, yoghurt, smoked salmon and technically anything foodie – I love you! It hurts so much you are not here with me and when I get home but you were in pain – miss you mummy and dad