The distinguished life of Peanut

I will never forget in 1999 when my Gram and Gramp got their baby- My Grams dubbed him- "Itty Bitty Peanut".

My Gramp's niece bred and raised yorkies and gifted one to my grandparents.

Peanut was quite the treasure. Where my Gram was, there was Peanut.

Peanut was tenacious, spunky, and a huge boy in a tiny body.
14 years is a long time for a little dog and after suffering some suspicious injuries, Peanut really went down hill the past 2 years. He started having some problems with his legs and nerves, and my Gramp suspects the vet he took him to injured him further when he did a joint injection in his back. It really crippled poor little Peanut.
Gramp decided to put Peanut to rest yesterday. I know that will leave quite the hole in my Gramp's heart, but rest assured, Peanut is in a much better place and whole again.

Peanut had a place at the game table. He really helped Gramp keep his poker face!

RIP Peanut! 1999-2013