Jack was a border collie, he wasnt even my dog he was my boyfriends. But during the time I knew him I got a strong bond with him. he was such an amazing dog, one of a kind. I miss him terribly but i think its more the uncertainty surrounding his passing Im finding so hard. My boyfriends house got broken into, noone was in but when they got home they found the front door open. There was blood on most of the door handles and smeared round the bath, there were also pawprints in the bath. It was firework night and what we expect happened was that he was put in the bath to keep him out the way, hopefully he bit the offender and then escaped and kept running. he was found on a main road about a mile away. I hate the fact that he must have been so scared in his last few moments. It just keeps replaying in my mind. I am so sorry if this story has upset anyone, it wasnt my intention. But I just needed to vent it as I cant talk to anyone because of upsetting them.
Posts You May Be Interested In