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.
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