Where to begin… When I first saw Rocky, I feel in love w/him, his big head and tiny body. We loved him so much. Every night he would sleep w/us and in the middle of the night he would start bitin’ my arm, to wake me up. We would wake up and play w/him. If he wasn’t awake he was a sleep, he would sleep in my shirt. If not, really close to our necks, we would move slightly to the side, and there he was following. We made a welcome to our family shower when he first came home, w/a scooby cake and everything.
Rocky had a baby blank. He was our baby. Our entire families had meet him and it was, like instantly, people would fall in love w/him. He had that something special about him. I remember taking him for walks, and the grass would be holding him up, a little. All you’d see was his big head. He was so happy to make us happy, which wasn’t very hard. I took him everywhere in a little wicker basket.
Rocky was only with us for two and half weeks, but he took our hearts. In the short period of time, I took him to the vet 3 times. To see why he had been throwing up, after he ate. Since we’ve had him. On his last visit to the new vet, he took an x-ray, and I had to be in the waiting room for 20 mins. I was just passing back and forth. I thought that I heard him bark several time. I ask my mom if she heard him, she said I was going crazy. I finally, heard a couple of wipers from Rocky.
I felt so bad for him being alone.
The vet called me back. He asked, “If I was very attached to Rocky?” I said, “Very.” He said, “Rocky had something wrong with his digestion and that it was heredity by inbreeding and that they could operated but that it didn’t guarantee anything from a day to a week or a year nothing long term”. My heart dropped. I cried like there was no tomorrow. I told my husband. He called the vet back to make arrangements, to help until he got worse. We told our families. Everyone was really trying hard to show their support. From then we decided no more crying.
We were just try to give the Rocky the best for the rest of his life. He died like 6 days later. What a sad day We had woken up about 6 a.m. We checked Rocky, he seemed not to be moving much. It was a Sunday, so we call the animal emergency. To ask where they were located. I didn’t much to pay the bill, which was going to be around 300. I didn’t want to leave him there. So, I started joking w/him. I told him, “That they weren’t going to keep him, because he had such specific needs.” While we were gassing up. I told that I was just kidding around and that i loved him. I told him, “you are my baby.” My husband to him he loved him and just that he was the greatest.
We told that we were praying, that he was going to ok. Before, we got out of town. I told my husband,” Rocky wasn’t breathing”. We were in shock, but understanding that he was a sick puppy we began to cry. We said a prayer for him. Came back to town and called everyone. We had a little funeral for him with flowers and few words. My heart broke when they started to bury him. Rocky will live on threw our memories.
With everlasting love,
| Rocky Valadez |
| Servando & Kimberly Valadez |