Honey was an 8 year old miniature Staffordshire bull terrier with bad mange and arthritis, she had been in the shelter only two days and was being treated by the staff who adored her sweet but timid nature, her owner did not have the money for vet fee's and died suddenly from a brain haemorrhage, it was three days before anyone knew he was dead and when they entered his flat Honey was by his side crying and hungry. Each day people came to look at the dogs and paid little attention to her, most people wanted dogs who were lively and healthy, if you would look inside Honeys kennel you would of seen her on her bed despondent and old. As time went by Honey got worse and the staff decided that in the next month she would be put to sleep if no one came to re-home her as so many dogs were coming into the shelter and the kennels were needed. Jessica had just turned eight and her parents had given into her demands for a dog as a present for her birthday, her mother who had experience growing