|A Picture of Buster Around 2007|
During the first few years of this Collie Blog, Buster would be busy reminding folks about the DWB chat room. There would be six or eight paws in the room and at times it was impossible to follow the conversation. Those memories make Dad smile. Dog Dad told me that DWB reminded him of Camelot. It was a state of mind more than a place. There were so many similar, yet different minds that were DWB members. There were adventures with other pups like Charlie and a sharing of information about grooming, health and what food to eat. Other blogs barked about a pups latest doings, others barked about their travels, some had a constant adventure, others like ours was a combination of remembering the past and our real world tails. One real world event Dad still talks about is Great Auntie Essex running into the sign post at the City Dog Park. Dad can still see the patches of fur missing from Great Auntie's face and her limping as she came to him. The myth of a dog's being aware of their surroundings vanished with that single incident..
Buster like Great Auntie Essex and Uncle Deacon has crossed the Rainbow Bridge. However, all of them will be furever in the hearts of their pawrents. At times memories will flood their minds, their current pups will be told about adventures many dog moons ago, at times eyes will glisten and emotions will be heard in those hooman voices. .
|The Last DWB Page|
There are folks like Dad and Buster's Mom that will furever miss DWB. It was a pawsome place that disappeared far to quickly. The only thing that still exists is the Chat Room, which we still use. Oh, those magical Sunday Mornings when so many pups were on line together.