In Memory "Buster Breed"
full blooded sable parti Pomeranian enjoyed his time at Omega Funeral Service
& meeting so many grieving families over his 7 years there.
In March of 2021 Buster lost his battle with Cushings
disease and diabetes and crossed the rainbow bridge.
Buster was born in Black Mountain, NC on July 21,
2010 and was adopted by the Breed family on September 20, 2010 in
Early on in his life Buster learned the art of begging for
what he wanted, whether it was something from the dinner table, a sip of mom’s
sweet tea or 30 minutes of scratching by anyone he could find to do it.
A finnicky eater, he loved picking out his favorite pieces from the kibbles and bits
bowl while knowing mom would come behind him and clean up the mess it made.
Buster, as most dogs do, enjoyed hearing those four words “Go for a ride” and
had his special spot on his pillow strategically placed between mom and the arm
rest on the door so he could get a few scratches in along the ride. He loved to
go antiquing in his stroller, hated baths and trimming of his nails, enjoyed
interrupting mom and dads tv time as he barked at the "Wheel of
Fortune" dings and "See No Evil" intro show sounds.
Buster enjoyed going to work at Omega Funeral Service &
Crematory each day, where he enjoyed hanging out on his bed under moms’ desk.
On his way to and from work each day, he would enjoy riding by the field of
cows whom he thought were his friends and would beg for the window to be rolled
down so he could bark at them as well as the “Black Horse” statue formerly
located where the new Twin Lakes Medical Center is being built on Burlington
Road. Oh, and Buster knew his geographical landmarks!!! When he saw that these
favorite stopping points were approaching, he sprang up ready to bark hello or
whatever it is dogs mean when they bark. That trait and instinct always amazed
us!!! Buster had a unique smile on his face that many people commented on over
the years. He truly was a happy servant.
an intelligent animal, Buster knew people, loved people,
and found his way into the hearts of many. grieving human lives. It was amazing
to see the compassion he had for those who grieved without any formal training.
He was affectionally called “Wooshi” by Coleman and Kacee and “Big Boy” by mom
and dad even though his small stature at 8 lbs. would not classify him as a big
boy. His bark was bigger than his bite. Buster developed both diabetes and
Cushing’s disease later in his life and eventually lost the big puff ball fur
that Pomeranians are known for. But that did not stop him from living his life.
He had his favorite shirts and sweaters that he would wear to the office or
anywhere he would go. His travels took him to Myrtle Beach, Niagara Falls,
Raleigh, Wilmington, Pittsburgh, and many other short stops along the way.
Buster, as little of a fella that he was, had a big impact
on the lives of our family and the countless grieving families he met over the
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul
"Dogs bring out the best in us"