My other half, Pepper
Never did I truly consider your mortality. That I would one day have to let you go. And yet it happened. My love, my light, my stinky baby. Gone. Her name was Pepper.
I will never nor want to love again. I was 12 when we found you. A street dog who no one wanted. My treasure in this strange world. I grew up with you. For 12 years we slept in the same bed. For 12 years I loved you and still I will love you always. I didn't lose a dog, I lost my best friend. My little baby. My donut. My sweetnit. I am so hollow now. I have no idea how to let her go.
She was having medical issues left and right. But I truly believed she would pull through and live out the rest of her life. I couldn't accept that her body would fail so quickly. I couldn't imagine her end. But here it is. I hope one day I will get to see her again. I cannot live a full life without my sweet Pepper.