I DONT KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU THIS.  I AM 59 YRS OLD AND NEVER HAD MY VERY OWN DOG.  I HAD THE KIDS AND ALL THAT AND ALOT OF BUSINESS STUFF WENT BY IN MY LIFE.  FINALLY I MOVED OUT HERE AND LIVED IN A CABIN WITH A WOOD STOVE, NO ELECTRICITY AND NOT RUNNING WATER.
I GOT ANDY WHEN HE WAS 3 MONTHS OLD AND DECIDED I NWOULD HAVE HIM WITH ME 24/7 FOR THE FIRST 18 MONTHS FOR SURE.  WHEN HE WAS 12 MONTHS OLD, ANDY (THE PANDA) WENT FOR A LITTLE RUN AROUND THE CABIN AND AS IT TURNED OUT IT WAS THANKSGIVING EVE 2008.
30 MINUTES LATER, ANDY COMES RUNNING TO ME BLEEDING AND WITH 2 GUNSHOT WOUNDS .
LET ME TELL YOU I AM CRYING AS I TELL YOU THIS.  I WRAPPED ANDY IN A BLANKET AND TOOK HIM TO A KIND VET WHO WAS OPEN FOR SOME MIRACULOUS REASON AT THE MIDNIGHT HOUR THANKSGIVING EVE.
I KNOW WHO SHOT HIM AND THE COPS WONT DO ANYTHING.  I THOUGHT I MIGHT START THE D8 AND PUSH THE BASTARD\’S   INTO THE STREET, BUT  I WAS JESUIT TRAINED AND SO I PUT THE TEARS ASIDE THOUGHT  LOGICALLY.
I HAD THE VET EVALUATE AND, AND A SHATTERED HIP WOULD NOT DO.  I HAD HIM PUT TO SLEEP.  THEN I WAS OVERWHELMED AND CRIED FOR 3 DAYS
THIS DOG HAD A GREAT PERSONALITY.  HE WAS A WISE-ASS; KIND OF A HAPPY-GO-LUCKY FUNNY GUY.  HE WAS PERFECT.
YOU SEE, I COULDN\’T BEAR THE SIGHT OF HIM LIVING WITH INJURIES, BECAUSE I MIGHT HAVE KILLED THE BASTERD THAT SHOT HIM…A CONSTANT REMIDER.
THERE IS ALOT MORE TO THIS STORY…ALOT MORE.

Terry from AK