If I could say one thing to Pepper now it would be that if love could have saved you, you would have lived forever! He was honestly more than a pet, more than family, more than a best friend.
He knew when I was upset and would know somehow exactly what to do to cheer me up. We had a routine in the morning. It started out as his way of waking me up in the beginning, but by the end I anticipated anxiously and waited patiently and would not get out of bed until then.
I would hear him backing into the little house I made for him as a kitten but he still would try to squeeze into, when all of a sudden he would charge into a run, across the room, over my pillow, over my head, and back to the other side of the room, making the craziest meowing sound.
He would do this several times until my sides hurt from laughing so hard. When he was done he would slowly stroll on over, jump on the bed, plop himself on the other pillow and start to groom himself as if to say "now get up it's time to groom yourself too."
He and I were inseparable. He would follow me into the bathroom when I took a bath but he didn't want to just wait there. He would come next to the tub, lay down and dip his hand in the water moving the water back and forth for me.
Pepper wasn't just loving with me but with everyone. He would welcome everyone in our home. He loved and was great with children. He was the most sensitive and intelligent animal I have ever known.
Sadly he was taken from me on August 27, 2008 by a jealous ex-partner who drowned him in our bath tub one day while I was out. I have pressed charges but my ex was never caught. I know I will never love another pet like him, he was definitely one of a kind. He is severely missed and still very much loved...