She brought this little puppy to work one day and asked again...did I want him? Did anyone want him?
I could not resist those eyes and eyebrows. Matthew instantly liked him and made him feel at home. He made his way into our home without any insecurities. He has been through a lot with his family. Bad weather...other dogs brought in to live with him. The last a move from the farm to a different countryside but he took it all in strive. I think it was 1994 when we got Rocky.
So he is holding his age quite well. Different haircuts throughout the years. Getting a little older and gray...as with all of us. When I think of him he makes me think of happiness and always being ok with everything, even if everything is not perfect. He makes me think of excitement over the most mundane happenings....yeahhh a walk and run in the backyard!
He makes me think of sticking with it, even though I want to quit sometimes. Always those fun, loving eyes staring at you. Thanks...Rocky.
2 comments:
Rocky is so cute. His hair in the first picture is pretty crazy. He looks so different as a puppy with the black hair. But still cute.
Rocky misses you!
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