Tribute to Pierce From a rough start his first three years – no socialization, no toys, no interactions with people or other pups, Pierce came to me. A champion show dog and a wrecked soul. He and I worked to earn a Canine Good Citizen Urban title, a Tricks title, and we were working on Nose Work titles. He did stand up paddle boarding on the bay and had swimming lessons to prepare. He did agility. We did daily 3.5 to 4 mile walks along the ocean cliffs daily. He was my heart. He died of cancer, multiple myeloma, a rare cancer my vet had only heard of but, in 30 years of practice, had never seen. We were so lucky to get the extra two years after he was diagnosed. You’d never know he was sick. The meds were amazing. May you have as many mini marshmallows as God can toss you, my darling. I see you out of the corners of my eyes every day and know you’re with me. I told you I would never leave you and would be with you until the end of time. You died in my arms, relaxed and loved, and time ended.
Love, Gaye