My wife named you Bandit because you stole her heart. I nicknamed you Buoy because you barked and tried to bite at the crab pots as we sailed by.

I will always remember our sailing trips together just you and me and the dolphins that you wanted to make friends with.

I will always remember your comforting hugs when I came home from work after 9/11.

I will always remember your playful heart with our young children.

I will always remember your insistence that you be on the boat.

I will always remember how you were able to get the sliding glass door open and break through the lanai and swim after the boat if you weren’t on it.

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I will always remember your wagging tail and smiling face when I came home from work. Even in the last days when you weren’t feeling so well.

I will always remember you getting under foot when I cooked dinner.

I will always remember the long walks on the beach when you were just a spot in the distance as you chased the seagulls thinking you were actually going to catch one.

I will always remember our shared love of the water and how you put your head under water to get rocks I threw in.

I will always remember you diving off of docks to chase anything that moved or I threw for you.

I will always remember that you were my 5-year-old son’s “very, very, very best friend.”

I will always remember you looking in the front door window with that look, of I want to come in now and be part of the family.

I will always remember how our family loved you so much.

I will always remember you at my feet on the deck as we watched the sunset over the mountains.

I will always remember you catching snowballs and shovels of snow.

I will always remember how you refused to lie down on road trips because you were afraid you would miss something.

I will always remember having to check before putting the recliner down because you were always at my feet.

I will always remember your inquisitive looks when I talked to you about things you didn’t fully understand.

I hope you are looking down and know how much we love you and know you will be missed.

Buoy, some day you and I will sail together again and know you were the best dog a family could have.

Bandit, I love you.

Lon Matejczyk is publisher of the Colorado Springs Business Journal. He can be reached at lon.matejczyk@csbj.com or 329-5202.