Yesterday marked the death of the greatest little doggy on the planet, our precious pooch Pepper. After a very short battle with liver and kidney problems we had her put down in Kerikeri. What a scene! Claire left work at the orchard and was there until Lindsay and Liz arrived, Liz just having had a tooth removed, then Rhys, Dad and I turned up. We were all blubbering away and it was so terribly sad. Later that afternoon in the lovely dappled autumn light she was put in Treehouse soil for good, everyone gathering for a carrot salute. Its still a bit of shock for everyone, she was there all through those teenage years and now it seems like I'm all grown up with another childhood friend gone for good. I miss her. A lot.

Go to the Gallery for photos of her little funeral service.

PS- She might just have been the Almighty- she came to us at Christmas and left at Easter. Any hope of a resurrection.....?