There are no words in the English language that are adequate enough to fully express the love I have for Piper Louella Moynihan. Losing her has been the hardest time of my life, and if you knew my life, you would know that is saying a lot. Piper was my first dog ever and I got her at the encouragement of my therapist after moving to a new state/city when escaping domestic violence. I arrived here in Washington completely broken and with basically only my car and the few items I could shove inside. I was alone and knew no one, had never even heard of this place, but the DV advocates here got me into counseling and shelter as soon as possible. At the start of therapy I was deeply depressed, traumatized, lonely, scared and had PTSD. My therapist suggested that I consider getting a dog, and she told me where I could find some puppies. Long story short, I ended up getting one that I would call Piper Louella in 2007, a couple of months after arriving here in Washington. She was my first friend. She was the first to know me in my new, restarted life. I had no clue how to take care of a dog but when a dog is a pup I guess they have no clue how to take care of their human either, so we figured it out together. Piper and I were inseparable. I have always been a runner and outdoorsy person and she went with me pretty much everywhere. She climbed mountains with me, she licked Puppacinos, she rode in the car with her head on my shoulder. I told her everything, my darkest deepest fears and secrets. Of course she couldn't respond, but in her own way, SHE COULD. She knew when I was sad or anxious. It was like she always knew just how to be. She was perfect. And let me tell you, Piper was the happiest dog you could ever meet! Oh my goodness! To know me, was to know Piper and vice versa, because EVERYONE was Piper's friend. The kid hardly ever slowed down to take a breath. She loved deeply and she loved everyone, everything, everywhere. Piper had no enemies. She brought joy wherever she went. When I found out she was sick with heart failure in 2019, I was devastated and terrified. Piper had saved me so many times from myself and my demons but how could I save her from this? The reality was that I couldn't. After her diagnosis we had to adjust our life a lot, and that was ok because there was nothing I would not do for her. We didn't climb mountains together anymore, we went on long walks instead. Until we couldn't do that either and my heart was just breaking into tiny pieces. I can't even talk about the day that I had to let her go, because even though it was almost 4 weeks ago, I still sob uncontrollably. You see, I have never loved anything or anyone in my life the way that I love/d Piper Louella Moynihan. I miss her every second of every day and I don't see it ever getting any easier, to be honest. I swear she is the best dog to ever exist. I love her fiercely. I would give anything to sniff her ears one more time. They smelled so good and comforting. I would give my right arm to bring her back. Wherever you are Piper, mommy loves you up to the moon and I love you big as the sky. Never forget it. You are always with me.