T.S. Elliot was sort of right. April is the cruelest month.

My dear doggie Pepper died. We got her when I was four. She was the best dog ever. My sister found her near the house today, seems like she wanted to follow Dad to work like she always did, but just didn't make it far. She was the best dog ever. She was almost 17. She was the best dog ever, and I miss her already.