Justice for Honey.

OBX was my home!

I WAS HONEY, you see. Momma and Hudson were my life. I didn’t have an easy start, but momma adopted me and Hudson.

On Saturday 11/8/25, Hudson, being the smarter fur kid dug us out of momma's fence. We went on an adventure. I’ve always been a scaredy-cat, but if Hudson said it was okay, then it’s okay. We ran, wind in our fur, and enjoyed our short outing. Momma noticed quickly and began looking for us. Momma heard some gunshots. I lay dying in a man’s yard. My bubba watched as I was killed. I bled out, and bubba Hudson ran home.

Momma eventually figured it out, and sure enough, the man whose yard I passed through shot me.

Momma got my body back. The man threw me in the woods, but on Sunday, he put my body in a wheelbarrow and left me at the road for momma to collect.

Momma is very sad. She and Hudson stand at my grave in tears.

Please share to help Amy Dough (momma) hire an animal rights attorney.

#justiceforhoney

MOMMA, I AM SORRY FOR GOING ON AN ADVENTURE. Love always, Honey!

Any funds left, momma will donate to a great rescue to help other dogs in need.