To the editor:

Reading the wonderful but emotional piece in the Times’ weekend edition concerning Buddy the dog brought tears to my eyes. We lost one of our dogs to a similar condition. Though I adore my wife, children and grandchildren and love my friends and neighbors, there is nothing like the love I get from my dogs. Through the years, as I attended funerals and memorials for my Army buddies, family and friends, though saddened, I could always return to work directly afterward. However, when I would lose one of my dogs, I couldn’t go back to work and sometimes missed the next day as well. I always thought I was tough, being retired Army, but I didn’t want my co-workers seeing me cry. I sometimes think of that nasty old joke: Lock your wife and your dog in the trunk of your car and when you open it, see who’s happy to see you. Please don’t try that at home.