Piper

Piper was my shadow, my calm, my everything. And she was my service animal.
She didn’t chase toys or fetch. She just stayed close. Always.

She loved walks with me anywhere, as long as I was there. Snow? She hated it, but she’d go if I carried her which I did.
Piper was always carried in her bag, over my shoulder, everywhere her mommy went.

What places didn’t I take her?
None.

She traveled with me, sat through doctor’s appointments, went grocery shopping with me, even went to church with me.
She was part of every step, every breath.

Piper came to me when I was breaking, quiet, steady, never judging.
She licked my tears like they were treats, She slept with me every night.

We were NEVER apart. She didn’t care if I was tired or scared; she just loved me.

She left too soon, ignored by a vet who didn’t see her worth.

But I fought for her.

I held her tightly right on top of me under a blanket until her very last breath.

Now she’s home. Ashes in a locket, fur in my pocket, love in every breath I take.

Piper wasn’t just a dog. She is part of my soul.

And now I’m building her legacy so no dog ever gets treated like “farm stock” again.
Rest easy, baby girl.

I’ll carry you. Always.