Boudreaux "Boo" Wilson

Boudreaux “Boo” Wilson

October 2012-August 2019

In October of 2012, I showed up and started hanging around the office of a trucking company in downtown Memphis that hauls scrap metal.  I quickly took to several of the employees there and after a few days Mr. Sean took me to the vet for shots. I kind of had a job as the office fur baby and if nothing else a real life junk yard dog.

However, before I could really get settled in, I was hurt and Mrs. Jennifer from our office had to take me back to see the vet and we discovered I had a broken leg. Any one of these people so far would have probably made a great fur ever home for me, even Mrs. Tracy who ended up being my fur ever vet was great! Thankfully, because of her, my human (the boss), agreed to fix my leg and give me a chance at a better life.

Although at this point, I still had no idea where home would be, with a cast and a road of recovery ahead, they talked the boss into taking me home at night and not leaving me alone in the office. Some people would probably call this fate, maybe even luck, but this is how I chose my human. Mr. Robert (the boss) became my best friend. We were homies!

At home I had Mrs. Nikki, and two growing boys, Gavin & Gage, to love on me and hang out. Weekends were spent at the lake, and even though I had no swimming skills, I was still included. Did you know they have doggie life jackets? Boat rides were always fun, especially when it is the first night ride of the season. I loved going home and taking naps anywhere I could. The couch was my personal favorite and I could never forget bed times when I would sleep with one of the boys. Having two boys of my own now also meant a house full of extra kids to love me. I even got some pretty awesome grand-fur-parents.

The best part of this life, was still going to work almost every day with my human, to be honest we went everywhere together. Sometimes I even went riding in the big work trucks. I had 2 doggie beds for my day naps at the office and I had the perfect chair to curl up into. Over my years here I got to meet so many people and I liked just about everyone except the mailman or anyone who came in the front door. Because if you belong here, then you knew to come to the back door.

I even got an Uncle Mikey, he was a driver for a different company but he would make trips just to see me. He would bring treats and give them to me. Mrs. Lisa also worked with me for a while and she was so nice, when I got sick she came to see me, all the way from Arkansas just to rub my belly.

When Mrs. Mary started working for us a few years ago; I became her favorite lunch buddy. Anything she would eat, I got to eat too! If my human didn’t bring me to work for any reason she would tease him that I needed my own Uber driver. She would say “the most important employee can’t miss work.” I made her feel safe when she was in the office alone. She would rub my belly, and she never walked past me without showing some love.

Mr. Phillip has been a truck driver for my human for several years, he would come in everyday to see me. He said I was the best dog. He even met us at the vet on my last day. He stayed with the boss and me until I crossed over the rainbow bridge.

So many people have loved me, and I was given a life full of happiness. When I got sick Mrs. Mary told my human that he had given me such an amazing life, but he swears it was me that enriched his. All dogs go to heaven; if that is true, I will be patiently waiting for him.

Robert Pittman