Your case...

Talked to the State Licensing about your case. Your case was assigned to a prosecutor. I'm hoping that's good news. I hope we go for a hearing. I would love to look at him as his world crumbles just like ours did.

Miss you Turner, love you..

Mom

Happy New Year Mr. Man

I miss you terribly! I'm glad 2011 is over, it sucked. I lost more friends and friends dogs to cancer, motorcycle accidents and heart issues. It sucks - period. Remember Mojo? That's when I learned about reactive dog issues - he passed and then 6 months later his brother Max passed. So sad...

So for 2012 I hope that things get better. I hope. I hope that I go to the Licensing Board and my complaint against that mean ol vet gets found in our favor. I hope that Grunt continues to learn and be a good boy. I hope that Darcy continues to come out of her scarey world. I hope that life gets just a little bit better...

Merry Christmas Turner - Miss You!

Miss you so much! The house isn't the same - no presents for you to open. You loved opening presents. I put a tree up but that is pretty much it. Just not in the spirit without you. I'm ready to take it down now.

You sent us Grunt and he's a good boy. Thank you. He sticks right by me when I'm home. I'm using your Gentle Leader on him and hoping your spirit is still there to teach him.

I'm sorry you had to suffer with cancer. We never knew and I'll live with the memories of you crying in pain and being uncomfortable. It haunts me to no end. I'm so sorry. :(

I hope you're up there somewhere with the girls (we love and miss them also) but you were my special one, my once in a lifetime one. We haven't had much snow this year. You saw more snow that most dogs we know! Darcy is doing good. Grunt keeps her on her toes and they play and sleep together during the time I'm at work. Grandpa met Grunt and was pretty rude to him and now Grunt doesn't trust him. I wish grandpa would realize that Grunt is not you. Grandpa loved you so much also. He bought you a toy before you died and you never got it. He still has it as far as I know. So maybe you could send some magic down to grandpa for us? Thanks bud.

Well Turner, I've got to get ready for work. It takes my mind off of alot of things that make me sad right now. There is no snow on the ground and it's cold, just not how it should be. We love you Turner and miss you so much. Merry Christmas!

Love to you my boy,

Mom and Dad

8 Months

You've been gone, I still think of everything that happened. I still cry when dad isn't around to see. I still hurt thinking about you not being here. It still sucks not holding, walking, talking, just being with you. I wish we never moved here, would you still be with us if we stayed in Texas? I'll never know...

Love you Turner,

Mom

Investigators

State investigators came yesterday and talked to me and dad for almost 1 1/2 hours. It was interesting to say the least. They had lots of questions and me and dad and plenty of answers. Now we wait, again. They have to have their "expert" verify all of the information and then they will determine weather to pursue it further legally. We have our fingers crossed. I have to say I did pretty good, I only cried a few times. The investigators were very patient with me and were also impressed with the information and evidence we had against the mean vet. So, Turner, we are still trying to get justice for your undue suffering. We love you and miss you terribly...

Mom and Dad

Monday....

The investigator will be out on Monday to gather/confirm the information and discuss our case. No other dog or owner should go through what we went through. Hopefully we'll win our case...

Possible Closure Soon....

Daddy called me at work tonight. He said that there was a message on the answering machine. It was the Investigator on your case. I have to call him tommorrow to discuss the complaint against that mean vet. Hopefully we can hold him accountable for you suffering with cancer the way you did. My fingers are crossed that things will go our way.

Six Months...

Six months ago your dad and I made the hardest decision ever, to let you go to heaven free of cancer. I still cry when I think of that horrible day. But I know we made the right choice. To let you suffer would've been wrong.

I'm at Chincoteague today. I needed a break and a breather. Aunt Jackie and I are here at a house we rented. It's beautiful. We got to the beach just after sunset.

Aunt Jackie brought Buster's ashes and will release them to the winds this week. I can't do that. I can't part with you, she's so brave to set her boy totally free. I was stunned when she told me she had Buster Boy with her. I understand the need to free...

You're case is still under investigation with the State Licensing Board. I will not sleep until that man is held accountable for all of the pain he caused you, me and your dad.

I'm going for sunrise tommorrow, time to yell at God for taking you away from me too soon. Maybe one day I'll forgive him, not now though. We had things to do for the next several years and he robbed me of that so I'm a little pissed. You had to leave too soon. Maybe that's selfish of me, but it's how I feel. When I say you were my best friend you know what I mean.

I love you Turner, my Mr. Man, my best friend, and miss you so much.

Love,

Mom

We have a new guy in the house, his name is Grunt. He is no substitute for you, no dog could ever replace you. But he is a good boy. He is so quiet and calm for a pitbull. I believe people when they say you sent him to us. He is Baby, Boomer and you wrapped up in one! When he gets the zoomies he reminds me of you so much. He's brought sun back into our dreary existance and is healing your family. Needless to say he has a big job ahead of him.

Missing You Tonight

Just am, it sucks. I would give anything, anything to have you with me again....

Read This and Thought of You Turner

Should You Go First
Should you go first and I remain
to walk the road alone,
I'll live in memories garden dear,
with happy days we've known.

In spring I'll wait for roses red,
when faded, the lilacs blue.
In early fall when brown leaves fall,
I'll catch a glimpse of you.

Should you go first and I remain,
for battle to be fought.
Each thing you've touched along the way
will be a hallowed spot.

I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
will buoy me on with hope.

Should you go first and I remain,
one thing I'll have you do:
Walk slowly down that long long path,
for soon I'll follow you.

I want to know each step you take,
so I may take the same.
For someday down that lonely road
you'll hear me call your name.

~by Albert Kennedy "Rosey" Rowsell~