Smoke is in Doggy Heaven.

Smoke

Age 12, ~1996 - September 27, 2008

You'll always be part of our family, our hearts and our souls, Smokey. Love and miss you forever!

Nickname: Smokey Bear

Smoke was a crazy puppy who grew into a loving, wonderful friend. He loved cuddling with anyone who would let him. He would eat ANYTHING - doors, window sills, boxes of girl scout cookies, tubs of butter...you name it, he'd eat it!

There were two things we always said when talking about Smoke: He's got a cast iron stomach, and we like him a lot more than we like most of the people we know.

He loved sticking his head out of the sunroof during car rides. He loved walks and being let off of his leash to race through and open field and roll around in the grass or snow.

He was a patient older brother to our female weimaraner, and he was unbelievably loving and gentle when our first human child was born (of course our dogs being our first "children").

He was a loyal and protective companion who knew us better than we probably know ourselves. While we wonder how we will go on without him, we know we will cherish forever the 12 long years we were so fortunate to share with him.