My Peppie was everything to me. I saved her days before she was to be destroyed at the animal shelter when I was 3 months pregnant. She went with me everywhere. She slept in my bed with me and followed me everywhere around the house. We used to love to take walks together and I used to just love coming home from work just because I knew she would be at the door waiting. She was always so excited to see me as I was her. When I found out that she had congestive heart failure I was devastated because I knew that it wasn’t good. The Vet gave me medicine for her and a short two months later I found my self sitting on the floor with her in my lap gasping for her last breath. I am crying now just thinking about her while telling you all the story of my best friend. I hope that one day I will be able to find another “Peppie” to share my love with. I miss her everyday and it seems like the hurt will never go away. I will look for her at the Gates of Heaven when it comes my time to go so we can spend eternity taking walks together as Angels. Thank you for letting me share a little bit of my story with you.
Kelly
| Peppie |
| 20, June 2000 |
| Kelly |