Hi I think it's great that there is a site like this. I thought at first I was going crazy. I would be just do simple little things then for no reason at all I just started crying and haven't stopped. I lost the the love of my life on April 15, 2005. His name was Boscoe. I was running him in an enclosed area and he climb under the fence and deceided to see what the commotion was at the end of the block. I was five minutes behind him. But by the time I got down there it was too late. They beaten with a 10ft metal pipe and cut his neck on the right with a snow shovel. At first I wasn't aware that anything was wrong. I saw him and he was standing by a house looking up at someone in a window. I called him he saw me he came at sat him self down on the corner around the fence and faced back toward the house that I couldn't see he had been hurt. I went to hook him up on the leash and thats when the blood had gotten all over my hand. He just smiled at me with look he always gave when he had done something wrong. I had his partner Zena with me. I hooked up on the fence and ran down the block screamming at he the top of my lungs Helpme Helpme someone just shot my dog. Finally someone came outside to see if they could assit me. I said call the police someone shot my dog. I need to get an ambulance for him he needs to go to the hospital. The police came , useless as always they refused to call anyone or any thing for me. Well my Boscoe was a brave boy . I turned and I looked at him, he was saying good bye to Zena Kissing her softly and then he got up and moved a few feet away for her. He was just laying there so patiently. I went over to him and knelt over him and prayed to Jesus to keep him safe. I love you I said : Well be together always petting him and loving on him he tried to stand up but he couldn't. He had suffered internal injuries and probally puntured his lung and had broken ribs and his right eye was popping out, and then he started gassping for air. I thought he was choking on his toque so I opened is mouth to clear and air way. But it was too late the blood started pouring out of nose. I told him again my loves you and well be together forever he wagged his tail fast and hard and then he was gone. I stood up with all the on lookers around me and the police doing nothing I sreamed what is the world coming to : To take the life of a helpless defenseless animal. Everyone ran into the homes. The next quite a few of the fells asked about him, but as always no-one knows anything about what happened. Well that's how the love of my life passed away. There hasn't been a moment or nothing where I haven't found my self just crying missing My beautiful boscoe baby. He was a mixed dog. That stole my heart. He ran on the street and survived for a year. Even made it through a long winter. What was he I'm not sure the vet to me he was a rott/shepherd mix. He had such a way about him. He loved life and wanted always have fun and run off the leash. I'll have write more about his personality later. But thank for letting me a have a place to tell my story. Tina

I went over to him and knelt over him and prayed to Jesus to keep him safe.