Peanut was a loving miniature pincher; he loved to ride. And set at the table with you at meal. He did think he was a dog. He knew he was family. He travel us all over when went out of state to family I told he couldn’t set at the table and he listen to us. And didn’t try go to set at the table but lay on the floor at your feet. He sleep with us using my pillow. He thought he was human. Three years ago he came down with diabetes. He had to have shot twice a day. I had to go out state to a funeral and he went with me. He the only dog that I know of that went to a funeral. We love and miss him very much. He was my little boy. Peanut you were my world and my heart.
Love you always,
| Zennie & Henry Bishop |