The night of the attack, after coming home from the Vet, I woke up at 3 am-ish to find her seemingly frozen solid. I put my hand on her body and did not feel a heartbeat or a breath. I panicked thinking she was dead and was dreading waking my wife to tell her. Instead, she opened her eyes, took a breathe and came back to life.
She never played, or ran, or jumped again. It felt like she had aged 10 years in one night.
My wife is heartbroken but I know we did everything we could to make her ending great.
I beat that pitbull in the head with a brick and I saved m dog's life and I am now a strong believer in the Pit Bull abolishment movement.
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