by Wendy Ann Belzer
I lost my beloved Daisy on November 12, 1998. She was killed right in front of me on our back deck by two larger dogs my
husband had. I tried with all my strength to stop the fight but could not. I do not remember what I saw, but I remember what I
heard and it will haunt me forever. After a lot of therapy, I still suffer flashbacks of bits and pieces of that night. We no longer
have the two larger dogs, and I still have some furbabies, but Daisy was SPECIAL. My husband said it was my fault which has
hurt me deeply (also because I DO feel that it was).
I cannot have two-legged kids and my furbabies are my children. I miss Daisy every second of every day, and I pray every day
that she is somewhere waiting for me and that she has forgiven me for not being able to protect her.