You made every day of those 11 years wonderful for Daddy and me, with your wonderful Welcome Home! greeting. That tail would be wagging so much that I told you that I was going to put a flag on it and you could wave it for us.
How you loved your squeaky toys! Mom and Dad would come home from a shopping trip and you would be smelling and looking in the bags, for you knew that one of them had a toy. Some of the toys lasted beyond you - the little one now finds some of them and plays with them. But some of the toys didn't last 10 minutes, for you tore them up.
You and your twin brother were the fearsome duo. Daddy and I have figured out that you were the one to instigate and Rex was the one that did the dirty deed. I could go on about that.
Sparky, I want to thank you for the white and orange butterflies, and especially the yellow ones - that is Mom's favorite color. You always seem to send them to me when I need them the most.