Always a Puppy Never a Dog

This book was written for my Busterpuppy, who is now 14. I found him at an Ice Cream Parlor in North Riverside, Illinois. The year was 1999. That year, I had lost my Grandmother and Father, my job and almost my right hand, in an accident. I was on an IV for 6 months, due to a bone infection. My Busterpuppy saved me, more than I saved him. This book is also for Pennygirl, whom we lost last year. Sh...