Pepi

If there is such a thing as perfection in a dog, it would describe our beloved “Pepi,” she was every bit of dog perfection. From the moment she was brought to us, thin and malnourished, 10-1/2 years ago, to the day we lost her, she was perfect. We knew she was very ill, she had aggressive mast cell tumors. She had surgery to remove some nasty growths, but the cancer was too pervasive. She never complained! On the Sunday before she passed, she went on two long walks and acted fine. It was as if she wanted to give us one last good day. On Monday, November 17, 2014 - We lost her this morning. Even to her last day she was the perfect lady. She didn’t want to do anything in the house, so she spent her last night outside on the stone cold patio floor. She was barely breathing when we finally found her. We put a towel under her and we carried her back into the house. We wrapped her in a blanket to keep her warm, but we knew it was her time to go. Her eyes were red and there was blood coming out of her nose. We put her in the back of my SUV; she was still with us. When we arrived at the Vets, we sat with her in the back of the car, talking to her and letting her know how much she meant to us, how much we loved her, but we let her know that she would soon be free of pain. She stayed with us for a few minutes longer. The Vets assistant came out and checked her heart, she had stopped breathing. I closed her eyes for the last time. Pepi was our Angel in a Brown Coat. Debbie & Jerry