When we first got you, Clyde, you were our daughters. She promised to take care of you and feed and water you. After about three weeks, she got bored with you and then you became ours. You loved us with an undying love. It didn’t matter where we were as long as you were with us, you were happy. You knew when we were upset or sad, you consoled us with a kiss or you would lay in our laps. You really loved to aggravate your sister (our Daughter). You would go to her room and mess up her throw rug, chew up her stuffed animals or sleep on her bed, Like you knew that it would get to her. She loved you, although she gave you up and mom and dad took over.
You really loved to ride, when the door was open you were the first to get to the truck. You were happiest when you were riding over the road in our truck. Thats where you got the name “Truckin Dog”. Clyde it hurts so much, that you aren’t with us, But you are truly still with us all the time. You still ride with us in our memory and heart. We have you in a little cedar box and take you with us when we go in the truck. Clyde we love you with all our hearts and you will be with us forever.
Loving you, Clyde, with all of our heart,
| Clyde |
| Sandra & Ervin Hodges |