Spike, our yorkshire terrier, was 15 years old when he passed away yesterday morning.

Spike came to us as a puppy. From the first moment, he was fiesty and as such we gave him the name Spike. Spike was a great friend and family member to us. Spike was the first dog that I owned from puppy to his death. When we got him, he could fit in the palm of your hand. He was always at my feet when I ate, looking up wantingly with those big brown eyes.

Spike fathered many puppies over the years with his mate, ‘Baby’, who passed a little over a year ago. Strangely, I have no digital photos of him except the one above which shows Michelle holding him and Baby.

Spike has had health problems of late. Yesterday morning, Spike laid down on the kitchen floor to take a nap, never to awaken.

You will be missed spike. You were loved and a great companion.

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