"Rocky"
Dearest
Rocky,
As your third owner, you came to us when you were 4 years old and 40 lbs
over weight. But you came in style, riding in the front seat of a convertible
(with the top down) on the weekend of the 4th of July.
After meeting us, you promptly chased the cat, barked at the horses, and then
tussled with our other Shepherd, Sierra. However you were a sweet talker and won
us over with your gentle eyes and surprise kisses. You quickly became an
excellent companion and loving friend. Your extra pounds were soon left
behind as you did your daily farm runs and swims in the pond. We celebrated your
success by ordering you a big Mac, which you were forced to share with Sierra.
Although you became very handsome, it was your personality that really
stood out. Your enthusiasm and joyful nature brought a welcome energy
to our lives. We all just felt happier when you were near. On those
occasions when I was sad, you always came over and sat by my side.
After a short time, no one could imagine the farm before you arrived.
And, your nick names grew and grew. There was "The Rock",
"Pet Rock"
and our favorite, "Rocky Raccoon."
It was shame that we only had you for two years. We are deeply
saddened that you were stricken with cancer before you were 6 years old.
To the end, though, you were true to your nature so brave and still
making friends. Even the staffs at the veterinarian clinics fell in
love with you. We will miss you terribly but are so thankful that you
came in to our lives.
We loved you,
Janet & Henry