A year ago today, we put down this beautiful Jack Russell, my Pippy. I was four years old when we got her and have but one memory outside of her. Pippy, I’ll be at my physical therapist appointment at the exact time we put you down, but if there is a Tumblr heaven, I want to write this to you.
So much has happened this past year. I’ve become a stronger person, and I have you to thank (hell, you’re a hunting dog; perseverance is what you’re bred for). I miss you like hell, every day. Nothing’s been the same since you left. I miss all of your beds strewn about the house, I miss the way your ears would flap down if I suspended my hand in the air above them. I miss flinging water at you in the outdoor shower and you would try to eat it (never drink it, always eat it). You’ve left a permanent paw print on my heart. It’s been the hardest year without you, and while our new house will allow us to have pets, nothing and no one can ever replace you. We were blessed for the 15 years we had you.