When BeAnne died, I never thought my heart could belong to another dog. I really didn’t. As far as I was concerned, it was broken and I was inconsolable.
But Pepper came into our lives and basically took them over. She is a Patterdale terrier so her character traits are predominantly manipulative and ever willful. A hardcore terrier, is the way this breed is described. Not for the faint-hearted. She took over the house and that was that.
Pepper has a tremendous sense of humour too, especially with her teefs – in my mind, she is still a puppy and she mostly makes me smile.
A little sweetie, though, when it suits.
And she always knows when I am talking about her.
Wherever I go, Pepper has to come too, no matter what.
Here she is waiting patiently while Edna has her second breakfast in the feed shed.
And a piccie of Ted so you don’t think he has been forgotten. Ever the greasy Muppet but a happy one.
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