Keppie (the name means “head” in Yiddish), our family dog died yesterday.
He was a beautiful and sweet Cavalier King Charles Spaniel (it took me a while before I could remember the name of the breed). He was nine years old and his little heart just couldn’t last any longer. He died peacefully in his bed.
He was a companion to my family, and especially to my mom and my sister. He was a bundle of love and greeted everyone that met him with a smile and a lick.
He will be missed.
