My girl was a special one, I think more so than just ordinary “pets”. I never viewed her like that. From a puppy, actually, from the moment I got her, I knew we could never part. She was my “problem child”, so to speak. Had to have eye surgery, had a typical type of puppy cancer that went away as she got older. Tinker had terrible allergies, and was always on some kind of medicine. But there was never anything in this world like her! She understood me, loved me like no true person ever could. I knew her like,……well, the back of my hand.
I used to have many “pet” names for her, like Ms.Bell, or Angel Baby, My little honey bunches of oats, and My Girl!-all of which she lived up too. Well, now my baby is gone. She died of 2 different types of cancer, that were incurable. I knew she had cancer, just because that was my worst fear. Now I am left alone here in this world (excluding my husband and kids), so now what? Please don’t let the breed name fool you, it’s all in how Pit’s are raised! I would give ANYTHING for just 10 minutes with her. I love you, and miss more each day!