My sweet Peaches was the sweetest, most loving dog I have ever met. She was an apricot toy poodle. She was given to me by my grandma on my 14th birthday. And what a wonderful birthday present she turned out to be. At the time, I had no idea how much I would grow to love her and how important she would become to me. 



From the very beginning, Peaches had me wrapped around her little poodle "finger." She was just so unbelievably sweet. Peaches loved to give kisses. She loved to cuddle. She followed me everywhere I went; always had to be by my side. As soon as I sat down, she was right there on my lap. Every time I walked into the house, she was there to greet me. She was so excited and happy to greet me, even if I was just walking to the mailbox and back. 



Peaches wasn't just sweet with me. Everyone who met Peaches commented on how sweet she was. When she went to the vet or to the groomer, they always commented on just how sweet she was and how much they loved her. She was a very patient, cooperative dog. Even when she was being groomed and her fur pulled and shaved or when the vet was giving her a shot or looking in her nose and her ears, she was was very still and very patient. As soon as it was all over, she was vibrant and happy and ready to give kisses!



Peaches was with me for half of my life, though it seems like she's been with me forever. She's been with me through the good and the bad. She has always helped console me when I was sad. She made me laugh. She made me happy. She was my baby. I will forever miss her sweet little face, everything about her demeanor, her greetings at the door, her cuddling, her little bark, her growl when she was playing catch, the sound of her little toenails clicking on the floors, going outside to sit on the back deck with her, talking to her, and just feeling her sweet presence. 



Peaches wasn't "just a dog." Peaches was a part of my family. She was my baby. I love her and I miss her so much.