Duke
Duke was a seven and a half year old american bulldog. He wasn't just a pet he was my brother, my rock and my best friend. He got me through some of the hardest times I've ever had to deal with. He never wanted anything except my attention and he was loyal to a fault. I honestly believe he waited until he knew I was OK before he passed. Duke made my life better by being in it. I know he's playing and running around up there at the rainbow bridge waiting for me so we can cross it together. I will miss and always love you buddy, you are in a better place now.