On mothers day of 1998 my son Jim came over and said"come on ma we're going to get your present." To my surprise he took me to his friends house and there was a litter on mini schnauzers! We hadn't had a dog in over 10 years and I really did't want one, but what do you do? You pick a pup . Well we named him Meinefeffer(my best friend in german). We trained him and slowly he climbed into our hearts. The following October Jim took sick. Just 38 and the doctors couldn't find out what was wrong. In November I went to Flat Rock while he was in the hospital and again they could find nothing wrong. So I came home to Bay City and one night the police came to my house, of course I just knew that something happened to my Jim. I just couldn't handle it and collapsed and that's where my Pepi took over. He sat with me,licked my tears and cuddled with me . I love that dog and I love my Jim. He will be dead 10 years on November 19th, and Pepi will be 11 on Jim's birthday, March 3rd. My mighty dog--Pepi.
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Submitted by: meinefeffer
Date: 11/13/2008