T.I., I'm sorry I could not have been there for you this morning. I heard you were perfect, you made me proud.
I'm sorry the world was so cruel to you. How anyone could take such a beautiful, loving creature and allow other dogs to attack you in the name of sport is beyond me, you didn't even fight back. Your body was torn up and bloody when I met you, but your spirit was intact. Everyone was afraid of you, you were "a fighter" but I sat down in your run with you and comforted you and you knew people weren't all bad.
I hope now that you've found peace. I hope your feet don't hurt anymore and your wounds are gone. I hope you've forgotten all the pain you endured. I hope you remember how I teased you and stole your rawhides just for fun or how I would pick you up and carry your around the office. I hope you're still wearing the silly collar I put on your that made everyone laugh instead of shy away.
I wish I could have said goodbye to you this morning, but I'll have to settle for saying it now. Goodbye mama, I'll remember you always.