Spike was almost twelve years old and a pure bred pug. He was loving and caring to everybody and he even had a girlfriend that stuck to him like glue and took care of him like a mother would a child and visa versa with her. He was a greeter every time we got home from our weekly shopping and he would greet me when I got home from the Christian meetings weekly. He slept with his mommy and lay with her on the couch during the day. He is going to be well missed. love always mommy and your brother Mark Socque.
Mark Socque and Bonnie Wicks