Bosco

A few days ago I promised to post Bosco's Pic and letter from his beloved dad. Then life happened. I have a current pic HERE


and the PIC when I found him. BELOW.

















Here is what he wrote:
Bosco died saturday of multiple brain lesions and lymphoma. He rallied for a little while with chemo than took a turn for the worse after Christmas. My wife and I are devastated. Simply put, he was my only friend. i have attached a letter I intend to circulate to as many people as I can.

And here is his beautiful letter:




















1/07/06

If you have ever considered adopting a pet;

I adopted Bosco after walking him for 2 weeks at the shelter he was boarded at. A kind and generous activist had found him and brought him in for care. He clearly had had a tough time and probably a traumatic earlier life. His ears were bitten, his snout was a network of scars and his teeth showed the wear patterns of a dog used for fighting. Despite the warning sign posted on the door to his pen, I was drawn to him immediately. He had the battle scarred nobility and weighted gaze of an old time boxer; with a thousand stories to tell and a heart the size of a mountain. The truth is I have always had a soft spot for America’s unofficial mascot; the vastly misunderstood Pit-bull terrier.

Pit bulls are responsible for less than 1% of all dog bites that occur in the United States, Regardless they are consistently demonized by the media and an ignorant general public. Despite his previous life of neglect and abuse Bosco like most dogs never lost his trust and love of people. Over the next 10 months he would make an amazing comeback. It seemed, being once deprived he was experiencing being a puppy for the first time. Both of our hearts grew strong with love and friendship.

In April of last year my wife and I discovered she had contracted a rare form of cancer. The news came exactly one week after our wedding day. Throughout the brutal treatment regimen she was bed ridden most of the time. From the day we came home from the hospital to the day 6 months later when she finished treatment Bosco never left her side. After being let down by countless friends and family members I realized Bosco was the only one I could trust to watch over and comfort my wife through this difficult period.

Bosco died almost immediately following my wife’s full recovery. Strangely, he died of cancer. My suggestion to those of you looking to the heavens and locked in prayer for relief from life’s difficulties; There are hundreds of angels waiting to help and love you just down the street at your local animal shelter.

Don’t wait…