Peppy was not a cairn but a gentle mixbreed. She was ten when she entered my life. Cairns came and she welcomed each one into our home. She loved to bark, the dog park, Frosty Paws, car rides, her dog bed, tennis balls and Truman!!
Peppy left this earth with my face buried in her neck. She showed no fear. We talked until she was gone.
Peppy was of uncertain heritage but was a queen among dogs, a kind compassionate force.