In Loving Memory of Duke

September 18, 2013 – November 3, 2026

Michael bought a house. Duke made it a home.

On November 3, 2026, surrounded by those who loved him most, Duke, a beautiful yellow Labrador with his very own built-in white angel wings, peacefully crossed the Rainbow Bridge at home. For 13 years, Duke filled that home with love, laughter, fur, and a personality as big as his heart.

Duke had a special way of welcoming visitors, usually by bringing them a shoe. He loved greeting people walking past the front yard, too. His barking and enthusiastic approach may have frightened a few strangers, but Duke was simply introducing himself. He also knew the household routine. Before going outside, he had to be reminded to drop his toy, and afterward, he would sit beneath the refrigerator, staring at the treats above until someone rewarded him. His favorite retreat was the bedroom closet, where he always seemed to feel safe.

Duke grew up with Emma and Chloe, who have never really known life without him. He loved joining Micheal in the forts he built in his bedroom. He also adored his Aunt Mona and Uncle John, who cared for him when Michael and Amy were away. Aunt Mona spoiled him rotten, and Duke made sure she knew how much he loved her.

But Duke's favorite person was always Michael. His dad, his best friend, his person. Michael spoiled him more than anyone, and Duke was his faithful shadow whenever he was home. Their bond was one of a kind.

Duke loved chasing tennis balls thrown from the back deck, sometimes earning a special flavored ice cube for his efforts. He enjoyed lazy afternoons in the grass while Amy tended her gardens and especially loved her homemade meals of vegetables, fruits, rice, eggs, and even sardines. He also shared his home with four feline companions: Karen, who loved napping with him; Goose, who made biscuits on him; Boots, who tried stealing his food; and Moon, who thought jumping on him while he slept was great fun.

As Duke grew older, hip dysplasia slowed his body, but never his loving spirit. He remained Michael's shadow, Amy's gardening companion, and the beloved heart of the household.

Duke leaves behind his devoted dad, Michael; loving mom, Amy; Emma, Chloe, and Micheal; Aunt Mona and Uncle John; and his four feline companions.

Today, the house is quieter. His favorite closet is empty, the treats remain above the refrigerator, and Michael's shadow is missing. But the love Duke brought into that home will never leave.

Michael bought a house. Duke made it a home.

Rest easy, sweet Duke. Run freely, chase every tennis ball, and enjoy the softest grass. Your legs are strong again, and those beautiful white angel wings you've always carried can finally take flight.

You were never just our dog. You were our family, our best friend, and the heart of our home. Forever loved, forever missed. 🐾