Lets see, Good Ol' Spyke Jones

Well we adopted him, our first fur baby. He was about 3 months old. His name at that time was Bumble we changed it to Spyke, Spyke Jones. His name couldn't of suited him any better. He grew on us quite quick. He was always by our side, never wanted to disapoint us, obayed everything we said, just a true companion. He had his own problems like his doggie anxiety but we helped him through it the best we could sometimes he just wanted to be left alone. He loved to cuddle with his mommy at bed time. Always had his rope in his mouth playing with his Dad and his doggie brother Denton. Denton misses Spyke very much, hes so confused looking for you. Right before his 6th birthday we noticed he was breathing very deep at bed time. Just a few days later we took him in for a blood panel. The next morning I called in to see if they got the results in, the Doc said he had an infection and pancreatic issues. We took him in to pick up his medicine and also did a xray that reveled lung cancer. Throught out the day/night Spyke got worse and the best thing for him was to release him over the rainbow into the biggest backyard he has yett to see. Spyke Jones EVERYBODY loves you RIP. 11/30/11-10/9/16