To My best friend Spott
I rescued you as a little pup from such a horrid home and at the time you came into my life I was sick and not doing well The doctors had tried so many medicines to no avail. Who would have thought that all it would take was one little Pit Bull pup named Spott to bring me back to normal and to make me feel like living. That is what happened though. After I got this pup I went off all medicine. My liver gave me no more trouble and I was no longer afraid to go out doors and no longer severely depressed.
I even went to classes and learned computers and computer repair I took my GED classes and passed the test. You were there through it all to wish me well and to cheer me on with your big grin and those few days I was upset you laid next to me Head on my shoulder licking away my tears.
I fought landlords and people who disliked you all because you were a bred they did not understand. But In November you had to leave. I still think it was God needing his angel to come home to help him. You were here such a short time and I am now all alone. I miss you soo very much and everyone thinks I am nuts since I am now back to the old me and not doing all the living I did while you were here. I know I will see you again one day when this time is over for me and I know I have a ways to go till then. But knowing you are waiting at least gives me comfort knowing I will see you again.
Stay Strong My Big Head baby.
I miss you dearly.
You truly are a wonderful dog.
No matter what breed you are.
Love Ya
Your Mom April
| Spott |
| November 2001 |
| April |