When Nikki came into my life, she was a small bundle of love and energy born sometime in early part of 1997. This little pup won the hearts of every one she encountered. At eight weeks old Nikki joined the family myself, Misty, Mr Clyde the only cat she had met. Nikki and Misty stuck like glue. They were a twosome ever going anywhere without
each other. This to the vet, to Mom’s and ride in the truck.
Nikki became her own personality.
She loved chasing the birds at the feeders around the yard. She loved to talk to who would listen. Nikki disliked the fence around the yard, because if she bumped it or ran into it, it bit back.
The three years she was with me were so much fun, just watching her scoot around the yard made me laugh. Now she could move, thus the nickname “SCOOTER” came to be. And on 9/27/00 Nikki’s life ended. My Grandmother told me she had been hit by cotton truck. TO this day, Nikki will be my little Scooter. THANKS NIKKI!!!
REST IN HOLY PEACE,
| MISS NIKKI |
| Mike Parker |