It will always suprise me. Always. And it will always break my heart. I can't handle the cruelty of people in this world.
3 days ago some one shot my puppy. My 3 year ols paplion. They put a pellet bullet in his back hip.
He got out on Sunday morning. He was gone for 3 hours. He is never gone for 3 hours, never more than 1 hour. I don't know who or why but they shot him with a pellet gun.
The vet didn't think he'd make the night. But he did. He wasn't suppose to finish out the day but he did. He is starting to turn into his old self. I can see a little bit of his old spirit when he wags his tail, or when his ears perk up. He's actually running around now.
My mom emailed a friend who put our puppy on a prayer list. The power of prayer will never cease to amaze me. Thank you God for this wonderful blessing of Marble.