"One soul passes, another enters.
Life is fleeting, brutish, ecstatic, mundane.
Let us punctuate our brief sojourn with fine food, warming libations, and the sparkling camaraderie
of souls in synchrony."
Jonathan Kellerman

Black Husky Brewing In Memory of Spunky

Dedicated to Spunky - no longer with us in body, but most assuredly with us in spirit every single day...

There are certain moments in time that haunt one forever and Spunky’s passing is one of them. In an innocent moment he wandered too far into the road and was struck by a van and died soon after. Spunky was a dog we got for Jake when he was in grade school in West Allis. He was a great little guy who never caused any problems and like many canines lived life with great enthusiasm and love for his pack members. You see, dogs see us as part of their pack. We think of ourselves as masters and mistresses but we don’t think of our dogs as slaves, but family members. Spunky’s years were much too short but his impact on our lives on.

Beag - November 11, 2008

Creek - April 20, 2007

Doris - December 1, 2006

Odie - March 1, 2004

Spunky

"One soul passes, another enters. Life is fleeting, brutish, ecstatic, mundane. Let us punctuate our brief sojourn with fine food, warming libations, and the sparkling camaraderie of souls in synchrony." Jonathan Kellerman

Black Husky Brewing In Memory of Spunky

Dedicated to Spunky - no longer with us in body, but most assuredly with us in spirit every single day...

"One soul passes, another enters.
Life is fleeting, brutish, ecstatic, mundane.
Let us punctuate our brief sojourn with fine food, warming libations, and the sparkling camaraderie
of souls in synchrony."
Jonathan Kellerman