Spike (Duke of Earl)

July 6, 1992 - April 25, 2005



As a bullie the vet said that you beat the odds regarding your age, but that did not make the hurt any less when you had to leave us. I always wanted a bulldog. One who would always be by my side. You were that dog. In fact, we had to watch out, because if we took a step backward without looking, we could trip over you because you were always there. We miss you greeting us at the door, your snoring, your little puff farts, the way you cuddled on the chair (like a little teddy bear) to take a nap, and the many things that we did together. The frozen vanilla yogurt that we ate together and that you loved so much, just doesn't taste as good anymore now that you aren't here to eat it with us. You were our home boy. You were always eager to return back to your house after a walk. Everyone in the neighborhood knew you and loved you. If we had the power to design our own dog, we could not have made a better bulldog then you. You were our friend and companion. We miss you very much.



Stella & Bruce

(Mom & Dad)