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Family Pets

The family started having pets in 1978 when we got our first and only dog, Peppy. A kitten arrived in the early 80's, but we couldn't come up with a proper name. He ended up being called Mew by default. Both are gone now, having been put down due to disease and old age. They were great and I miss them both.

Mew (aka The Cuddle Mew)

In later years, Mew would grow to well over 20lbs!!! However, when we first got him, he could fit inside the trashcan in my bedroom. Please note the awesome Iron Maiden posters on the wall!

Mew loved to sleep on clean laundry

This is my dog, Peppy. He was an outside only dog even though I would occasionally sneak him inside when I was young.

Peppy loved his tennis ball

I didn't always pay as much attention to Peppy as I should have. As the years wore on, my father adopted him and took over much of his care. I guess that is the way with pets and teenagers. The morning that my father was to take Peppy to the vet to find out why he was so sick, I came out to say goodbye to him before school. I just knew. When I came home that afternoon, my father was hosing down the patio and Peppy was gone. I miss him.

Mew in the later years as he got big... REALLY BIG!

This is not my dog, but I wish she were. This is Len's dog that I have adopted as my own in spirit, if not physically. Len called her Medium, but that just didn't suit me, so I named her Poochie Deluxe (and she is).

		Mew (aka The Cuddle Mew)
		In later years, Mew would grow to well over 20lbs!!! However, when we first got him, he could fit inside the trashcan in my bedroom. Please note the awesome Iron Maiden posters on the wall!
		Mew loved to sleep on clean laundry
		This is my dog, Peppy. He was an outside only dog even though I would occasionally sneak him inside when I was young.
		Peppy loved his tennis ball
		I didn't always pay as much attention to Peppy as I should have. As the years wore on, my father adopted him and took over much of his care. I guess that is the way with pets and teenagers. The morning that my father was to take Peppy to the vet to find out why he was so sick, I came out to say goodbye to him before school. I just knew. When I came home that afternoon, my father was hosing down the patio and Peppy was gone. I miss him.
		Mew in the later years as he got big... REALLY BIG!
		This is not my dog, but I wish she were. This is Len's dog that I have adopted as my own in spirit, if not physically. Len called her Medium, but that just didn't suit me, so I named her Poochie Deluxe (and she is).