My beautiful girl Izzy passed away sometime in the night. We are not sure how or why. She was only 4 years old. Izzy was a beautiful shy girl who had a terrible life before she came to me. The first year of her life was spent with a horrible abusive man who starved and abused her to the point of almost death. She was rescued by neighbor who turned her over to the humane society. And that is where I come in. When Izzy was brought into the shelter she was a mere 22lbs nursing puppies and had scars deeper then anyone ever knew. I volunteered at the shelter 2 times a week and she was always the first I visited. I walked her and talked to her and hoped everyday someone would save her. She was so shy and scared it broke my heart each time I saw her. I left for vacation and when I came back she had been adopted. I had mixed emotions because I would miss her terribly but also so very happy she had found a forever home. I thought about her often and wondered if she was being treated well and if she had let go of her demons. But unfortunately Izzy had been failed again. She was again in the hands of a terrible human. Who later was found to have 34 dogs some which were used as fighting dogs and others who were simply bait. All the dogs were confiscated some were PTS and the others were put into shelters. By some divine hand Izzy was placed in the same shelter she had been adopted from just 6 months earlier. I was there the day she was brought in. I could not believe my eyes here was the dog who had been in my heart everyday since I first laid eyes on her. Needless to say 2 days later she went home with me. But no amount of love caring or kindness could help her. Her spirit had been broken. She was more shy and scared then ever. Everytime I tried to pet her she flinched in fear. She would never eat in my presence she never played because she didn't know how. She did not respond to a loving touch or a gentle voice affection was never welcomed. Her trust for humans was gone forever. She was just a shell of a dog who's demons haunted her everyday of her life. Regardless I still loved her and always will. Today I think Izzy knew she was going to pass. She was like a puppy again I had never seen her act the way she did she ran and played with the other dogs and actually approached me for affection. I swear she had a sparkle in her eyes. She licked my face for the first time ever right before I went to bed. And when I awoke this morning she appeared to be sleeping peacefully right beside my bed where she had slept for the past two years. But I knew she was gone. Finally the demons that plagued her were gone she was free. I don't think I will ever get over her death. My husband want's to take her in to have her autopsied to find out why she died but I don't want to. I don't need to know. Because I know my girl is finally truly happy. I have lost pet's before and it was very hard and I grieved for a long time. But not for Izzy because in the end I think death for her was her release. Isabelle (Izzy) 2000-2004.