It has been a year since my very much love Rocky die I was not on the internet then so could not put this up I hope you dont mind
Dogs don't have souls, do they?
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny
paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with your eyes flashing and
your ears flopping around. Once in a while, you'd let out a yelp just to
let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a
passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and look up at
me with those innocent eyes, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again
as soon as you 're not watching."
As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at
everyone who waked by. when I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting
for me with your tail wagging, just to say "welcome home I missed you." you
never had a bad day, and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop up on my lap,
looking for attention. you ever asked for anything more than to have me pat
your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then one day, old age
finally took it's toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs
I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again.
You just looked up at me as if to say that you were old and tired and that
after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me for one
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time,
you were lying next to me. for some strange reason, you were able to stand
up in the animal hospital; perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and
looked at me as if to say,"Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No, thank you for taking care of me.
Thank you Aileen