Pepper, formerly known as "The Devil Dog", more recently considered the sweetest schipperke in the world, took his last little walk yesterday morning and then collapsed, all used up. Certainly, he had more close calls and adventures in his sixteen years than most dogs. He survived a night of frigid winter weather in coyote country in New Mexico, he got run over by a car in front of our Seattle house and survived with just some sore spots and, as Jacob remembers, "the shit squished out of him", he led all the dogs at the off-leash area under or over the fence and down the cliff and back again -- these are just a few memories of a most independent and high spirited dog who could never ignore an interesting scent. We buried him in a beautiful spot overlooking Puget Sound. It's been really painful. Anyone who has truly loved a pet knows.
He sure was a character! I miss him too.
ReplyDeleteOH that devil dog...Pepper. I was just thinking about him yesterday as there are two schipperkies on my way to the land...racing back and forth on their side of the fence.
ReplyDeleteI sure understand your grief Jules...