Last night around 9:30 my dog Spike passed away. We had Spike for eleven years. The past three have been full of setbacks and hardships for our chubby, little guy. He had a grand-mal seizure in October 2005 which nearly claimed his life. Our vet told us we needed to consider putting him down. But we decided to bring him home - as long as he wasn't in any pain - and attempt to nurse him back. Spike "told" us he wanted to keep fighting by his determination to walk again. It wasn't easy, but he made nearly a perfect recovery. Diagnosed with epilepsy, he required daily care and medication but he was never a burden. We loved him and would do anything to keep him with us for as long as he showed us he had the will and desire to live. We have said countless times over the almost 3 1/2 bonus years we had with him how glad we are that we didn't give up on him.There has never been and will never be another dog like Spike. He was truly one in a million! Someone once described manchester terriors as "out of the ordinary" and that was definitely our Spike! He was corky, gentle, lazy and loving. We will miss him every day.
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