Burpee, Carpenter & Hutchins Funeral Home

While driving dump truck for Frank, I asked if I could bring a new puppy with me, it was an 8 week old Miniature Pinsher. Frank had no problem with the new passenger and asked to see her. I went to the truck and brought her in. She immediately went into his office and put her feet on his leg. He looked down at her, looked back at me and said. Thats not a dog! Wheres the rest of her?  Laughing, he picked all 2 pounds of her up. She was tiny enough that she could sit in his hand. He held her close to his chest and she leaned into him looking up at him with absolute trust. From that day on, when Joezee went into the office she would look for him and expect to be picked up and held. Eventually she outgrew his hand but never his lap or his attention. I hope they find eachother on his journey. We miss you Frank.