Mental, I heart you! You are killin me man.
You know there is a flip side of this;
Yes, this woman is clearly distubed and my eyes watered when I saw the picture.
But instead of more hate, look at what Bobo did. He united a group of peaple who arrived with donations at the shelter. Tonight a lot more dogs will get to eat becuase they were able to buy more food. More animals will get spayed and nuetered to save unwanted, unloved animals from a life of neglact and pain. A group of strangers found solice and comfort in caring about the small life of a little dog, and maybe they will find in their hearts to adopt an abandoned pet.
Finally, little Bobo left this world loved, and he will be missed. We should all be so lucky.
My oldest Terrier is almost 18. He can't stand up very quickly, gets unbalanced and I carry him up and down the stairs. He probably had a stroke He wears a diaper, but still responds to affection, gets a little jumpy and runs around a little bit, and will sleep in my lap if I let him. I wonder more and more often if I am keeping him around for my benefit or his. After reading that story, I don't care. He's not suffering, he stays.
Gods speed BoBo, I hope the love and affection you showed here wil be returned in the next life.