From the day I was born, I lived with my mother and my human. I don't call Audra my mom or anything like that, because I had a mom and she died a year ago.  I am 50% Boxer, 25% Shar-pei, and 25% Pitbull. But I'm a good dog for the most part. Although I do run out of the yard from time to time. I'm never seperated from my human. I protect her, and keep an ex-boyfriend off her yard. Grrr! In the past it has always been me and her, now there's two new people. Her mate and their pup that's on the way. And when its older, I want to play with it!

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For most of my life I was happy. I lived with Goku and Audra and the one they called grandpa. He was my favorite human because he always had food. I was a mother of three litters, their father was my mate Otis. For two years I was in a great deal of pain and I peed blood. Every vet I was taken to turned me away, saying all it was, was a bladder infection. They gave me pills but they didn't work. Then one day I was taken to a new vet and he did nothing as well, until one of grandpa's offspring told him off and he did an x-ray and found a gall stone the size of a golf ball. He was suppost to operate as soon as he found it but he kept us waiting. On October 12th 2008, I passed away late in the evening at the vets. The next morning I was taken home and buried. No one will ever know how I died. But when they got me back after death, my neck was snapped, my humans asked what happend and they said it was none of their business.

My humans hurt everyday over me. But I wait for them and Otis and the our pups to get me so we can all be together.

So please, if your dog sick, and the vets see it as nothing, but you know there is something wrong; Demand that they look over your dog and do something about it!

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My name is Bitcy, I was Audra's first dog. She got me when she was only four years old. We didn't hit it off well right away because I scared her. But as the years went by, we grew close and then the family moved from Broken Arrow to Coweta. Two years after living there, I gave birth to my first litter of puppies. They were mixed, but I loved them anyways. The family decieded to keep one of the pups. After that I went on to have two more litters but the third was born while I had a form of cancer called lymphoma, all but one. No one knew about my illness. I showed no signs of being sick until the final week of my life. On August 10th 2007, I was put to sleep because the cancer was so progressed there was nothing the vet could do. I was buried by a lake and a corn field. My human thinks I didn't get to see her graduate but I did. I'll also be watching over her and her new baby.

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