Your Pet Loss Stories

by Kristen

My baby girl's name was Issabella. Everyone called her something different but to me she was Izzy. Today I was cleaning my car while she was using the bathroom. Izzy never ever left our yard, so I didn't worry about her. She ran to the car to give me kisses, and she wanted to "dance".

She was a short little english bulldog, my families pride and joy. Izzy loved everyone, she loved life, she never barked, or disobeyed us, she was perfect.

While I looked away to pick something up she started chasing a butterfly, she loved to frolic in the yard and chase them around. She ran down by the road in an attempt to catch her butterfly. I didn't think much of it because she always comes up into the yard when she gets too close to the road.

A man and his wife came flying down the road, on the opposite side that Izzy was on. He never hit his brakes, he never swerved to miss her, he had to cross the yellow line and come almost into my yard to hit my baby.

I heard the whole thing, I saw her poor body go flying in the air and hit the ground. I screamed and my Mom and sister came running, by the time I got to her her heart had stopped beating and she was gone. I layed down in the road with my head on her bawling, begging her to be ok and telling her how sorry I was and that I loved her.

The man who hit her came back down the road, got out of the car, and watched my Mom, my sister and me sob over our dead dog, and he blamed her. He said she ran out in front of him and he couldn't do anything about it. That was all lies, I don't know why but that man wanted to kill my dog.

My Mom carried Izzy to the yard where we sat and cried, I sobbed and yelled and screamed, and I didn't know what to do. I wanted her to be okay, I loved her so much.

A few feet from where the car knocked Izzy to, there laid a yellow butterfly in the road, and my baby had a smile on her face, with her tongue hanging out like it always was, she was so happy she had caught that butterfly.

I will never understand why someone would do this. It was absolutely horrible to watch, and when I close my eyes I see her, flying through the air, then her poor body laying in the road. I don't know if I will ever be ok again. I love her so much. People are so cruel.

Izzy is now my angel, looking down from Heaven, where I like to think she is chasing butterflies and being happy waiting on us to come be with her <3

Rest In Peace Izzy I love you baby girl.