it's february 2, 2010. my brother receives a phone call from my dad regarding the disappearance of our "pet bull" my brother and i go our seperate ways as he drives around town while i ride the bike around nearby neighborhoods with puppy screaming pet bull's name. after hours of search, we just assumed she would come back or be found. now, it's february 4. big bird accompanies me to the dog pound. i was bursting with hope of finding my poor baby in one of those cages. two hours later my brother comes home to inform me she got ran over in front of shannon's house the same day she disappeared. i was in disbelief as shannon laughed by my side. it's now 8 p.m. as i am getting out of aerobics. danny picks me up. the comfort he provided me allowed me to let it all out. i could not stop crying. not even the food he bought me could calm me down. what a shocker :P
endless amounts of thoughts flowed through my head. just remembering how IIIIII raised her into the most loveable pet bull anyone could ever ask for. i wont forget us watching tv together and cuddling. goodness, she sure did help me when i felt lonely. there was a period of time where i felt like i had nothing and no one to display any type of affection towards. and there pet bull was, always waiting for me to shower her with hugs and kisses. she always seemed to appreciate any hint of affection i displayed for her. i will miss passing through the garage and her annoying me by jumping on me and almost knocking my over. ill miss looking into my baby's beautiful light brown eyes and seemed to be filled with charisma. she also provided me with a safe feeling whenever i would be home alone. FUCK MAN WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GET RAN OVER?! why couldn't it have been cherry, or puppy....
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