I am posting this as a tribute to Lady Daughtery I met her 8 years ago and to coin a corny clich'e she had me at hello.We moved in with each other at which time I lost my entire family but I was in love.I worked my butt off,when I wasn't physically working I was thinking of ways to better us.When we got together we lived in a furnished room,within a year we bought an apartment house and within two years we had two apartment houses and a one family house and cottage.Three years later we ran into problems and lost everything and had to start over.I went back to work and made sure we had food she had cigarettes and her medications.Not once did I ever ask her to work,that was my job.To an extent the Lady is honest most of her profiles say doesn't want kids.About a month ago after many years my son contacted me he was having problems one being drugs.Being he is a juvinile I agreed to try and help he was going to come stay with uswhich was a couple of hundred miles fromwhere he lived.Well when it got close to the time for him to come holding to her profile the Lady took off.I went to work in the morning and by night she was gone.What amazed me was some of the things she took.My last pair of clean socks,one dog and two of my Hells Angels shirts yet she left behind a few pictures of her grand children.The way she left really hurt I have given up the apartment and moved from Massachusetts to Reno where I used to live I start a new job saturdaythe other downside I couldn't take my other dog so I had to give her to the shelter.Do the math on the odds of them not putting her to sleep she was a pitbull.I guess our love was like Romeo and Juliet