In loving memory!
by Sherry Morrison
She was given to me from a friend. I had never liked Boston Terriors. They are not the prettiest dog on the planet. She was six months old and still part puppy. I gave her to my teenage son because he wanted a dog like her. At first she used to sleep with him at night. Soon that was to change. She accepted me as her human partner. We became inseperable. We ate together and slept together. We went to the park together. Just her and I. She became the prettiest dog there ever was. I was so careful with her. I only put her on a rope run in the front yard to let her out. She always stayed in the house otherwise. Her birthday is February 14, 1998. She had a litter of pups. Everything was fine. I even kept one pup out of the litter. A female named Miss Prissy Pants. Then tragety struck. The rope had come loose from the house. I didn't know it was loose. She swung out on the highway. Still tied to the other end. I didn't know what had happened to her. I thought she had gotton loose or someone stole her. Of course this was at night, so I couldn't see well. My husband went to pick my son up at a friend's house. That's when he found her. A car or truck had hit her so hard it literally snapped the collar off her neck. He took her in the back yard and buried her. The next morning I went to the store and got a cross with flowers and put on her grave. Then I came in the house and got her sweater, toys, and bones, and buried them along side of her. Lastly I took her collar and hung on the cross. At that very moment if I'd had a gun I would have killed myself. I wanted to met her on the Rainbow Bridge. If I could have cut off my right arm to bring her back, I wouldn't have hesitated. She is my love. I'm writing this story to give her the tribute she deserves. I't been six months now and I still miss her. She gave me a gift before she died. One little puppy. And she is not allowed outside at all. Except if I'm there and she is on a leash. My friend and compainion and mother to my pup "Yoko". I love you. I hope we will be together soon. Sherry
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