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.