I see you, mothers.
I see you sacrificing every day for your family. 🏡 Silently cleaning and helping and serving and caring day after day. I see you struggling to spin every plate perfectly, non stop, for years.
You have tremendous love within your ❤️ heart. You forgive endlessly. You love your children 👦 despite their mistakes. Your heart could burst with the sheer volume of care and empathy that you naturally carry.
You don’t get paid. 💰 Most of society criticizes your every move. A card and sometimes burned breakfast 🍳 in bed is your only form of repayment.
And still you wake up every morning, determined to try better, love harder, and be more perfect. A redundancy that only a mom would expect.
In the blink of an eye, your children are grown and flown. You did it. But behind that finish line is a very silent, very clean, very empty home.
So you open your heart to the fixer upper dogs. The underdogs. The dogs who seem to need you and all your motherly love. You seek to spread your good work to others, this time by rescuing dogs.
But as supernatural as your love 💕 might be, it can never, ever love the genetics out of a manmade creature.
These creatures were not little children who needed unconditional love. And they did not fly away after eating your meals and fingerprinting your mirrors.
They destroyed you. They relentlessly tore you to pieces. The crime scene was so horrifying, police showed up in special gear with riot shields.
RIP Angeline. You tried to love the genetic traits out of two XL bullies and paid the ultimate price. To all mothers who ended up following this unjust path of suffering, I see you.
You heart ♥️ was as pure as could be but it was eaten by dogs 🐕 that can never be satisfied.
In Mourning,
-JL DBA Editor©️
“Neighbours said the dogs were taken away from the property in Cornwall Close and not shot despite the fatal attack.
A neighbour described how two of the woman’s sons returned home to find their mother fatally injured.
He told the Standard: “Two of her boys returned home and she had been attacked.
“It was too late for her … imagine coming home to that. It’s a tragedy, they were too late.
“She was a really nice lady and it’s tragic. I heard she lay there injured for some hours before her sons found her. I called her Ange – she was a gentle person who was quiet and humble. We are all reeling from this. It’s just so sad. Why anyone would have these dogs is a mystery to me.”
Parents for Dog Bite Awareness 
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