In Memory of Buffy
He was not just a pet, he was a member of The Stoudt Family.
He was with us for 13 and half years. Longer than any other dog we ever had. I can still
remember the day Dave and I picked him up at the kennel. On the way home, he was this frisky puppy,
who want his own way. He was that way till the day he died. In fact, on the way home he want me to know
that he was going to be the boss, by making his first mess, on my shoulder. He ruled the Stoudt
Household from day ONE.