My next-door neighbor was this really sweet little old lady named Rene. I didn’t know her very long, but in another way felt like I’d known her much longer. She lived alone, had beautiful flowers in her yard and would go walking with friends at the mall. She didn’t have any dogs, but she enjoyed all the dogs in the neighborhood, including mine.
I said something once about how some of dogs in the neighborhood bark a lot. She said very matter of factly, “Yes. That’s what they do.” No judgment. No complaint. That’s just what they do.
A couple years ago, she passed away from lung cancer. For six months after she passed away, Piper would sit by the fence Rene and I shared – looking and waiting for her. Every day.
It’s only one example of Piper’s unwavering loyalty. Always there. Just like all of our best friends, whether we can see them or not.