[box style=’info’]This story was sent by Michele Hurrey.[/box]
My ex husband used to abuse me. My beloved Boxer Bobby used to protect me from him.
When the ex would try to hit me Bobby would growl and bark at him. When I did get hit Bobby would cuddle up with me and would lick away my tears. He saved me from a lot of beatings.
It will be 12 years in June when my Bobby went over the Rainbow Bridge. I have his picture tattooed on my right leg where he would rest his head.
I miss and still love him very much. I know he is still watching over me.
The best part about this story is that Bobby was my ex’s dog. When we moved in together Bobby became my baby.