SHF Alumni

Angel

There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss my Princess Angel.

Angel was used as a means for profit by being kept pregnant.  Her multiple at home c-section scars, showed how much her trashy owners valued her.  When she could no longer produce profitable litters, she was used as a fighting tool.

Angel lived a sad, lonely life.  by the time we found each other, she only had a short time left.  I miss her daily and the mere thought of her still puts a lump in my throat.

I have written a couple of articles for a magazine and one of my articles features Angel’s story.  Remembering the time that we had together has been surprisingly difficult.  I’m still not sure how to move on, but I know Angel would want me to.