Piper passed away early this morning. I don’t really have the words to express what we’re going through. I was six years old the last time I dealt with the loss of a dog and it’s brand new territory for CD. I always knew I would outlive my dogs. I just never expected the first one I would lose would be the youngest and until a week ago, by far the healthiest.
She leaves a very big hole in our house. Since she liked watching Baby Einstein I expected her to be Oliver’s best friend as he grew up. Pen is happy to take on that job but it won’t be quite the same. She’s more the grand old lady, much less child-like than Piper. It doesn’t seem fair to him, especially since he has the very important job of making us smile over the coming days.