Rocky

I didn’t think I would ever have a child of my own so I decided to get a Yorkshire (Toy Yorkie). My Rocky was born on December 29th, 2011 in southern Georgia. He was my first baby and my first and only puppy of my own. For awhile it was just me and Rocky, no one else. I treated him just like a mother would treat her child because that’s what he was to me, my baby boy. Rocky was a loving, energetic, hyperactive, funny, friendly puppy. He loved very hard, was very loyal and was very jealous. No other dog could get close to his momma (me). He loved to play and he loved to eat. In May 2013, we moved to Minnesota with my grandma who also had 2 little puppies. Rocky was so happy, he loved playing with the other dogs and he loved the extra company. On December 30th 2013, a day after his birthday, my Rocky was killed by 2 Pitbulls that had unfortunately jumped our fence. I miss him so bad it makes me numb when ever I think about it. The incident has been handled but my baby is still gone from me. I miss him following me, I miss his happiness and joy when I return home, I even miss him begging for my food everytime I ate. He was TAKEN away from me way too soon. I don’t think I will ever be able to get another dog because the feelings are too hard to share with another. I love and miss my Rocky so dearly. I hope he is resting peacefully because I know he’s missing me. Mommy loves you Rocky and wish I had any type of power to have helped you that day or bring you back. As my tears fall from my eyes all I can do now is look at your pictures and hold your urn. I love you, I miss you and I’m so sorry this happen to you.

Love Mommy