|graphic by Zoolatry|
And now to our regular post for today.
|Buddy, Merci, Sam|
Merci: Since I've known Rocky the longest, I thought we should do a memorial post for him. Well, I've never actually met him. I would see him sometimes when I walked Jan. We always seemed to be walking our humans on opposite sides of the street and our humans would converse (translate as holler) back and forth.
Buddy: Yeah, it might sound like a strange way to get acquainted but it worked for them. Jan walked Merci, then Merci and me, and Rocky and Bailey walked their humans, Cindy and Joe.
Sam: Then I came along. Two or three years ago Bailey died and as Rocky aged and slowed down, his walks got shorter, but we still ran into him once in a while.
Merci: This summer Jan finally got to meet him when she watched him and his feline siblings for a few days, but we never did meet him face to face.
Buddy: Rocky's humans were good to us this summer. Cindy drove little Luke to his vet appointments while he was here and Joe mowed our weed field .. oh, sorry, Jan, I mean our lawn several times. We even got to meet Cindy up close and personal more than once.
Sam: We ran into Cindy as we were walking home last night. She said early yesterday morning, while sleeping in their bed, Rocky quietly and peacefully left for the bridge. He was fifteen.
Buddy: Rocky had a long, happy life. This post is for his mom and dad.