I know that Rocky was sent to us by God; our little angel. We traveled to the middle of no-where, IN to get him, and as soon as I saw his face amongst the other puppies, I knew that was our baby. 6 weeks old, tiny, and so cute it hurt; he slept in Daddy’s arms on the way home. Instantly we were all bonded by an immense love. Our 3 yr. old G.Dane, Duke, welcomed him with open paws.
For 6 yrs., we were a strong pack; full of love, trust, and respect. He pulled me through the depression I suffered as a result
of losing 2 children.
Rocky loved to play with his toys and tennis balls (which still sit in the corner), play with his brother, and run run run. However, his love for Mommy and Daddy was stronger than anything. He always was by our side, sitting on your foot, or curled up in your lap on the couch.
His health started to decline in late Sept. ’11. He was sick for a few days then bounced back. This occured about 3 times. Pancreatitis took a lot out of him, but he was still happy and loving and playful; just on lots of meds. Ultimately, lymphomia emerged and his health rapidly declined. Our high spirited baby was now bed ridden, had to be carried around, and in lots of pain.
The decision to not let him suffer anymore was the hardest decision we have ever had to make. But, we loved our little man too much to watch him lay there and suffer.
His last night, I stayed up with him all night. Neither him nor I slept a wink. I comforted him, gave him all my love, and talked to him about how he was soon going to be pain free, and running in the green meadow
behind the rainbow.
I know that he is at peace, jumping and running, and waiting for Mommy and Daddy and Duke to meet him, to walk across
the Rainbow Bridge together.
We miss you so much, Rocky. Duke misses you too. You can never be replaced and you will forever be in our hearts.
Rest in peace my sweet baby.
We love you.
| Rocky |
| DJ and Mandy Talai |