Yesterday I had to have my sidekick, Rocky, euthanized. I had a difficult time making that initial phone call, but watching him try to stay upright when he walked was much more difficult. Rocky was pampered and spoiled, but when I got back as much love as I gave out, it was hard not to treat him like a king. And although it is very quiet here this morning without him, I have no regrets. I picture him racing around in doggy heaven, marking his new territory, and having a grand old time.
Admittedly, I will enjoy not having dog hair on the furniture and yellow snow at the back door - something I have grown used to over the past 16+ years. But the cuddles - and the way his little face seemed to light up when he saw me - will definitely be missed.
Enjoy your new freedom, my little friend.
Rocky …. 1992-2009
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