Our beloved bailey... My rock. The only one whose always been the there for me throughit all. Taken. Why would you shoot her, take her away that day? The look in her eyes, I see that in my dreams all the time...

Bailey came to us when I was 18 years old. I found her in the newspaper and knew I needed her as much as she needed me. My pittbull love... She always was there for me. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, to lean on shed listen. Love. Through losing my grandmother, and best friend. Then adding an addition to our family, my son... the crazy trip that led us on. She was there. Finally meeting the man of my dreams, falling in love. Moving into our dream country house with lots of space to run, play, jump. I thought we had it all. Until one day I woke up thinking what a perfect day to spend outside, badge my pup, do some fishing. Wow was I wrong. Dustin let her I'm from going potty. She never left thr yard, ever. Except that day. She came into the room and dustin said she had something black on her leg... I thought dirt. Never expected blood. BLOOD? But how? Those gun shots were just target practice right? Then I noticed it in her stomach. Blood trail to the door. The neighbor pulls up and says he shot her for fighting with his dog (whom had been in our yard multiple times, and they were fightingnover territory...) why shoot her? Go inside shell leave. Come tell us later and we will resolve the issue... We were new to town and didn't have a vet yet I'm the area and the Sunday before labor day? Forget it! The closest bet was an hour away... the whole time driving I was petting her making sure she was responding. To skip forward we foumd out if we had $3000 we may havr been able to save her... But were a young couple in a house we just bought so we didn't have that kind of money. Off course not expecting to have to use it to save our dogs life.

Putting her down was the hardest thing I had to do tjis year. If anyone reads this... thank you for letting me share my story. Its midnight and I'm on my couch crying about her. How much I miss her. How much I still despise my neighbor. How much I wish that day couldve been taken back. As to you bailry.... I hope you're having fun. Running, playing, swimming, I miss you girl. I hope you miss me too. Beautiful.