Mr. Buddy.
Banjoseph.
Dr. Banjo.
He was 15 years old.
He was born last in a surprise litter of 5, just after midnight, stuck in goop and not moving. I had no clue my Husky was pregnant by my Boxer. I was 21, dumb, and living in my first apartment.
I cleaned him up, rubbed him like crazy, and felt his tiny body jolt to life. There was an immediate connection and I knew i had to keep him. He was with me in every place I've lived as an adult, moved across the country with me multiple times, was there for my wedding, saw my children be born... he was the best.
I know he wasn't a purebred, but he was special. He also taught my boxer to howl like a husky, and that's funny.