Mi perro y los asesinos

I saw this at the ABC Colchester Essex, UK as a kid. I was given six old pennies on a Saturday morning and this got you a penny bus ride to town each way, a 2d bar of Bourneville chocolate (I was a sophisticated little s*d) and 2d to get in as an "ABC Minor" (It was 3d at the Odeon) I have saw this film just the once and am still permanently moved/scarred by it depending on your viewpoint! Poor Buddy has to carry his "masters" tatty old baseball glove on all his adventures and at the climax is running around either in an artillery range or quarry blasting area I dis-remember which. The child struck dumb by his car crash ordeal at the beginning of the film,miraculously about to cross paths with his faithful hound once again, and realising that Buddy is in danger grimaces and after a false start or five blurts out B B B B Buddy! Cue B BB B blubbing all round cinema. Now given that I start to well up at the opening titles of West Side Story and I can feel a bit of a weep coming on now, (I just met a girl called Maria Boo Hoo!) I'm not necessarily the best judge but I rate this the weepiest movie of all time. I dare not own a copy!