You changed everyone's opinions...you were a spokesdog for your breed
by Jeffrey Palmer
First of all I can't begin to tell you how much we all love you. I will never forget that day in 5/07 when I found you stuggling walking the streets of Pasadena, CA. I remember finally getting you to stop and saying "don't bite me" as I picked you up. When I brought you home it was just a matter of time between "we need to find a Pit Bull rescue group because we can't have a Pit Bull" to "this is our dog, she is our family, she will be a big part of our life". And boy, did you become a part of our life.
From the minute you were diagnosed with TCC in 5/12, Your mom and I immediately decided without hesitation we would do everything to present you with an excellent quality of life. For the next nine months you battled an extremely aggressive disease with the greatest dignity I have ever seen until we had to say goodbye 2/17/13.
I always laughed at people, because all you ever wanted to do on walks was smell the flowers and grass...then hide in the tall grass. Anytime you were ever near another dog you never showed a bit of interest. But people mostly avoided you with there dogs. It actually became a joke between all of us....oooohhh here comes the "vicious" Pit Bull...dogs hide! Children run to the underground doomsday bunkers!!!!! LOL! You were only interested in where we were going next.....dog park, Dairy Queen, or sit outside at starbucks. I remember Christmases when we would dress you up in pretty bows, and that silly purple princess halloween costume you wore and you brother Max wore Superman....you were hysterical. I remember when our friends would come over with there little children and you would always end up laying down right next to them after they would fall asleep on the floor. You were a master of the sleep over.
I sit here on my 45th bithday 2 days after your death and I am numb. I can't even think about anything that needs to be done. I can't recollect what my goals (family, work, or otherwise were fo the upcoming days...I am blank). The house is dead silent, except your kitty sister is crying out very loud looking for you. Your mom and I are in a daze. There is no birthday celebration for me today...I called it off.
All I think about is you jumping for that dang leash and bumping me out of the way with your big butt. Standing behind mom every step of the way while she cooked. Going with us everywhere (parks, trails, dog allowed restaurants..Norm's was so much fun). And the biggest on of ALL...you laying between my legs on the couch with your head on my stomach almost every night...boy, "Walking Dead" was scary sometimes, huh?
I could write forever about my girl, but I am having a problem seeing the screen though the tears. So, I will leave you with this.....I wish you to run and play with all your past brothers and sisters (Quincy, Racheal, Max, Olivia, Spencer, Tabatha). But, never forget us...we will NEVER forget you.......EVER. You were our lives for 6 years and we cherish every moment spent with you. I love you my dear Charlotte. Be at peace.