My Dog Grissom- Pt.2

It just breaks my heart to have to write this. It is so sad, but it's true. Two days after I posted my note about my new dog Grissom, he was poisoned. I don't know why anyone would want to harm a dog especially a puppy, like Grissom. He wasn't even 4 months old yet. He wasn't a bad dog and he didn't vark all the time. He didn't howl at night or anything like that. But yet, someone around my neighborhood just does not want me to have a yard dog. I don't know why anyone would so so cruel as to do something as harmful as poisoning a dog. I'd come closer to harming a human before I'd do any harm to an animal, especially a beautiful little pup like Grissom. I just hope Grissom understands that I did not have anything to do with his death. I would not wannt him to think that I would ever harm him in any harm like he was harmed before my husband found him on that deserted dirt road. I loved him so very much and cry every time I think about him. I had planned to get him a red collar at Christmas to show him how much he meant to me. I hope he knows what he meant to me. I miss him so much that my heart actually hurts when I think about him which is very often. When I go into the back yard or when I'm washing dishes. His grave can be seen from my kitchen window. It's just so very sad that some people can not or have not ever had feeling such as I have about an animal. For if they had, they could never have come under the cover of nightnight and did this horrible thing to my dog I just pray that whomever did this will turn to God for help because they really need God a lot more than I need for them to be punished.

My husband buried Grissom right along side of Mulder. I know that Mulder will just take over and make Grissom feel right at home up there in heaven. I know there are dogs, all kinds of animals in heaven, God would never have left dogs out. I know that my two dogs are running side by side through the hillsides of heaven where nothing will ever harm them again. One day, I'll make the same trip they have already made and I know that when I step on heaven's shore that my two wonderful dogs will be waiting for me like they always did when they would hear the back door opening. I love my dogs and they loved me. I miss them like I miss any of my family that goes away. It's a shame that there is somebody in my neighborhood that doesn't know this kind of love and really does not know this kind of....pain.