Jenna was my very first dog, we brought her in as a stray. She quickly became my best friend. I told her everything, my joys, my sorrows, my frustrations. Pepper was her daughter. One of the single most kind, loving, and protective dogs anyone could ever have the joy of being around. They were both a vital part of my life, and now life without them seems like some bad dream that I can't wake up from. I keep thinking I'll wake up in the morning and they'll be back, healthy and happy. Sadly, that has yet to happen. I do believe though, that they're up in Heaven, playing with my nephew who passed away and both of my grandfathers. One day I'll join them, and we'll never be seperated again. Pets have a permanent effect on their family, and years can go by but you'll still feel the pain of their loss, but you will also never forget all the good times, crazy memories, and lazy evenings you had with them. Jenna and Pepper were a true joy to be around while they were on this earth, and I look forward to seeing them in Heaven one day.