Some of my most cherished memories with my Buelo are from our fishing trips to Heron Lake. We would wake up while it was still dark, arriving at the lake just as the sky began to lighten. My favorite moments were spent at the front of the boat, feeling the cold morning air as the water lapped gently against the sides. Sometimes, for fun, I would tie the fishing line to Buelo's rod and give it a little tug. A few times, he fell for it, thinking he had a bite.

When the fish weren't biting, Buelo would glance at me and say, "I don't know, maybe it's candy time." Those words meant it was time for lunch, and more importantly, it was time for us to enjoy our candy bars.

Looking back, I miss those early mornings, even though at the time it was tough to get out of bed. But more than that, I miss the quiet moments we shared on the lake, the laughter, and the simple joy of being together.