Why

My Name was bobby:
Well I say was becauuse I'm dead.
You see I'm a pit bull.
I was purchased at a puppy mill and taken home.
My owners kids thought it would be special if they tied my mouth shut and set off fire crackers.
then they thought it would be niffty to use me as a target, shooting me with a BB gun.
I tried to make up to them just wanting to be part of the family.
So I crawled back licked their hands and sorrowfully layed down.
This wasn't enough, I guess I really made them mad.
I tell you this as I lay bleeding from my mouth and throat.
They took into a small arena and let some other dogs chew on me.
They tore the flesh out of me.
Now as I lay here dying they are spitting on me.
All I can ask is .
WHY...........