A Tribute to Bull

Had me a dog once. Only one I could trust. Was a stray, skin and bones,

beat up, filthy, and only had one eye. I fed him one day,

some meat. Didn't see him for a while after that, imagined he died, but then I found

him lying next to the dumpster by the tracks; was dehydrated. I brought him back

home. Made a whole home for him, nursed him back to health for months...he

became strong..Named him Bull...Was my constant companion. He protected me the way I protected

him, till one day he became ill. Took him to the vet,

wasn't eating right, vet told me it was cancer. Tried to save him, performed surgery