My Little Golfball Head

My little baby, when Daddy first brought you home you were only 6 weeks old and I knew right away what your nickname would be because your cute little head reminded me of a golfball because it was so small!! I gave you the name of Sparky because it fit so well and I remember you chasing me around the backyard as fast as your little legs would carry you, nipping at my heels. Even at 9 years old you still loved to nip me while you were showering me with your loving kisses. You knew how to show your love better then anyone in the world!! You slept on my pillow making me sleep on the bottom of the bed at times. We were exactly alike, as soon as the alarm went off we both jumped out of bed while Daddy and Thunder took awhile to drag themselves out of their beds! I remember you following me where ever I went in the house. If I was on my computer you were right there curled up in the office love seat or under my chair the entire time keeping me company. If I was in the basement you were there protecting me from big spiders and when I went outside you had to be there as well. They don't come any more loyal then you Sparky. You were the son I never had and I love you as I would love my child. I loved taking you to Grandma and Grandpa's house and watch you go crazy and run around the backyard full speed and sleep on Grandma's couch in the family room. You are my hero, my protector and my baby. I will miss you forever and I'll never forget your larger then life heart and affection. I know you are at peace now and free of any discomfort or pain. And I also know that you are playing tug-of-war with Prince and Lady. I love you Sparky !!

The Early Years

What a smile!!

Sparky's Grandparent's house