My mom had a post a while back about our family's Marley. If you haven't read (or watched) Marley and Me, you may not understand the significance of this post. I read the book a long time ago and saw the movie around Christmas time and I have to say that I think the book is much better; although, I did love the movie.
Anyway, I do love Raider, Mom. However, I would have to say that 'My Marley' is Miss Pepper Ann.
I'm sure ya'll have already heard the story but I will try to convey what I love so much about this pup. She was given to me by my high school sweetheart. When we broke up, I was able to keep her. I don't think he was too thrilled with the idea, but a gift is a gift. Regardless, Pepper was a God send. She was there for me through a pretty big rough patch in college, she helped me find the love of my life and she makes an excellent running buddy.
Here is a video of her 'getting her leash' for our run. This doesn't really do her excitement for our daily routine justice but you'll get the idea. Whenever I say the word leash, she cocks her head to the side and looks at me with such delight in her blue eyes! Yes, Pepper. I'm as excited as you! I could go running three times a day just to see the look on her face.
She's lived in MANY apartments which I know was miserable for her since she is such an active dog. She now has a yard and another dog (Mark's Marley), Clyde!
Pepper is now about five years old, which is still young but moving into years where it could get difficult for her to be as active as she has been. It breaks my heart to think of the day that I may lose my Pepper so for now, I won't think about it...as long as I'm not watching 'Marley and Me.'