Poochie was born on April the 6th 1990. I can still remember when he was born. He was the most beautiful puppy you ever seen, and smart as a whip. We never had to teach him anything. He just always seemed to know what to do and did it. He always watched my children when they were outside playing. He would always let me know if one of the other dogs or horses were not where they were supposed to be. He watched out for everything and every body. He wasn’t thought of as a dog he was a memer of our family and could never be replaced.
He was diagnosed with cancer in July of 1998. He went on to live another 4 yrs. He held on to life 3 days after getting real bad until he saw the whole family like he had to tell everyone goodbye and then he left us to be with his mother in heaven. POOCHIE WE MISS YOU SO MUCH. I hope you have a special angel by your side and I hope you are happy.
Poochie, we will always love you and will never forget you.
| Meri and Randall Parks |