When I was Blessed to have Spike in my life on 1/6/2017 (Three Kings Day) I was extremely depressed. He was only 6 weeks old and gave me reasons to get out of bed and take care of him, feed him, love him, play with him and nurse him to a healthy little guy. He loved me so much as I did him. Our bond was unbreakable. I used to tell everyone if I knew how much he liked to be everywhere I went I would’ve caked him tails because he was behind me on my every move. He slept at my side every night from the day he came home. I miss him so much and and his love and kisses. He knew how to love and I felt it. He will always be my dog- son.