Lola the Angel
My beautiful baby girl was killed this past Saturday by an aggressive pit bull mix at the dog park. I tried to save her with everything in me and wrestled and fought the other dog for Lola's life. The dog pushed me into a ditch and I wish I climbed out fast enough. The only way I could get her away from Lola was when I covered Lola by laying on top of her when she was stuck in a hole. I took Lola out and she was still alive but her stomach was ripped open and her insides were exposed and intestines coming out. The dog also bit my hands up when I was trying to get Lola away. The owner did not help and had no remorse claiming that her dog was a "hunting dog" and walked away. I held Lola's stomach for it to stop bleeding and ran for the front gate with my other dog screaming to the people at the gate that my dog was attacked. A man at the gate ran for a vet that was nearby and I told the other man to stop the owner of the pit bull because she was going to leave. The police came and drove us to the hospital. Lola died on the operating table. I have been completely heartbroken because Lola was like a child to me. We did everything together and she was always with me. I am pressing charges against the owner and suing her for the lack of remorse, care or help. The man who stopped her also said that her dog attacked another dog a half an hour before I got there. I would like to stop those people from training their dogs to be aggressive killers and taking no responsibility for their animals. So many tragedies have happened from these aggressive dogs. I wish the dog had killed me instead of Lola, but know that I was lucky to not get severely hurt myself. I miss my baby so much but know she is with the other angels in the sky. For the three and a half wonderful years that she was with me I felt blessed. I love her with all my heart and soul and she will be in my heart forever. You will be missed my precious angel.
Rest in Peace May 6, 2012 - November 7, 2015
May you dance among the clouds with the angels.
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