This past 5 days have been so hard for me. On July 12, 2000, my girl Venus died. I was doing everything I was supposed to. I fed her right, loved her with all my heart, gave her the best life I possibly could, I made sure she stayed in her own yard, I trained her, and I exercised her. On this day, at 9am, I took my girl out for a trot. I had her on her leash, and I was on my bike. We went uphill, and then on the way home, it was downhill all the way. I was stupid and took her off her leash, so as not to drag her down. She stayed right behind me all the way. Just before we were home, some idiot driving 80 mph swerved to hit her, because he hated rotties.
http://www.rottweiler.net/rottie/mad.gif My darling Venus died 15 min. later. I'm sure someone out there can empathize with my pain. I remember reading a story someone wrote about their rottie when it had cancer and had it's leg amputated. I remember reading it and crying. I couldnt stop crying because I just thought how devestated I would be if something ever happened to Venus. The pain I felt then doesnt even compare to the pain I feel now. Venus will always be in my heart. No other dog could compare to her, she was the best of the best. I miss her so much I feel as though my heart is about to explode with grief. I buried her by the stream where she loved to play everyday. She has her favorite stick and ball by her side. I love you baby girl.
Sasha's Vom Goddess of Love
"Venus" 8/29/98 - 7/12/00