On September 11, 2001, My dog Bo was shot and killed be a neighbor. Bo was born in my bed with my help and was such a dear boy. He was afraid of two things. Men and guns. It was a man with a gun who caused his early death. Less than a year later Bo's companion Charlie died also. It was a sad loss for our family. Today, my good friend had her beautiful Statson put to sleep due to health problems. Now, they all run together in doggie Heaven.