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Monday, July 23, 2012

Bussie got his Wings

My deewest fwiend Bustew W. Smith (also known s foxtewwowist) left fow the Wainbow Bwidge last Thuwsday


fow those of you who nevew knew him,(lately, he was mostly on FB), may I intwodooce Bussie the fliwtiest, funniest, nottiest, lovingest little tewwow awound


Bussie was one of my fiwstest Blogging fwiends when I was just a little pup in NewYawk City
 I wemembew him welcoming me to the bloggie wowld
 one day in Mawch 2007 on his blog http://foxterrorist.blogspot.com he called me "Asta the little Uwbanista", and I was smitten immediately.
 I had to get in line, cause his ladyfwiends wewe legion aweady then, hehehehe He had a gweat zest fow life as his Mom said "...Bustew did evewything 10,000% and he did evewything HIS way...he had a heawt biggew than anything and he dedicated his life to loving us...."




Today, I had a little twip down memowy lane, to those golden days of my bloggie life (not the best idea fow Mommi , who is still cwying..she kept looking fow all my pictoowes and listing all my fwiends who have left fow the bwidge..needless to say, she was about to have a stwoke, so I sent hew to bed and I will do this on my own) ,

the point is Bussie was a BIG pawt of my life and I will miss him mowe than I can say.




This pictoowe was fwom the  fiwst big Pawty I went to..it was a shawed Biwfday pawty  fow Bailey of the fouw Bs and me..
we had cwazy fun  and pawties galowe in those days and Bussie was at evewy one of them in the middle of the fun

 I once was lucky enuff to be sowwounded by all the gweat boyz I knew in those days..you can see Bustew wight on top of Mango

ahhhh, those wewe the days!
I felt like the luckiest giwl in the wowld, and I still think I am to have known them all


Cleawly, thewe will be a gigantic pawty ovew the bwidge today..so many of ouw fwiends awe aweady thewe to welcome Bussie


he is leaping happily , cloud to cloud , his yoof- ful body westowed to match his spiwit which he nevew lost fow a minute, even when his little body got tiwed hewe on eawf


no goobyes hewe Bussie, just fawewell till we meet again.
Boo da Pest is just a hop skip and a jump fwom the wainbow bwidge, and I know you will be thewe to gweet me when my time to go comes
In the meantime, I will look fow you in the clouds

Thank you fow all the good times my deew fwiend
smoochie kisses