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A neighbors dog who practically lived at our house died on Thursday. He was a young dog maybe 2 or 3 years old. We think he might have got knocked down as there was no one at home all day. My father found him in our back garden that evening but it was too late to bring him to a vet. He is now buried with our lad who’s year anniversary is next week. We treated him like he was our dog as he spent most of his time with us. I’m heartbroken
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Rocky was our absolute everything, and we had to say goodbye on Saturday.
I can't recall his exact age, but he was either 10 years old or not far off it. We got him from my Mum's friend not long after I left for college - I'm convinced he was a direct replacement for me. They had just gotten him, but as a pup he chewed some of their very fancy furniture and wasn't allowed stay. It was total impulse that my Mum said "Yes" when asked if we would take him, and it was the best decision she's ever made.
I can't overplay how central Rocky was to our family. Nothing was planned without him being at the forefront. Our very first holiday, we put Rocky in a kennel while we were gone. Such was the shame and guilt we felt of leaving him behind that we never want on another holiday again, and we were all okay with that! As soon as anyone walked into the room, Rocky was the first person they walked over to. He was the recipient of so many kisses every day that you'd lose count.
He was my Mum's shadow - by her side 24/7 and taking up two thirds of her bed every night. He was very peculiar with what he ate - or at least that's the act he put on, because he played her like a fiddle on his way to securing a daily diet of freshly cooked chicken fillets from the butcher. We spent more on him than we did ourselves. He liked a bit of dry food too, but wouldn't eat anything bigger than the size of the marble. We would make fun of my Mum for being so whipped by Rocky, as whenever she could only buy him the bigger dry food, she would spend hours cutting the individual nuts in half so that they were a size he would eat. She loved him so, so much. We all did, he was so much a part of our family.
I'm working abroad for a short period, and it breaks my heart that I missed the last 5 months of Rocky's life. I got the call on Friday that he had cancer, and we were told he would have 2 weeks to a month left. I was planning on finishing my contract early to spend the last few weeks with Rocky, but it was only 24 hours later when things deteriorated rapidly and we had to let him go with dignity. I don't think I'll ever come to terms with the fact I wasn't there to say goodbye to him, but my mum and my brothers were there - and Rocky knew he was loved.
It'll kill me the next time I'm home, as I loved walking in to the kitchen after being away and getting his trademark over-the-top welcome. You'd get it even if you were gone for only an hour. I can't stop thinking about how I'll never get that again.
One last thing, is that he loved watching videos on my phone. Anytime I was home, I'd hear him crying at the bottom of the stairs early in the morning. He used to be able to go up and down stairs, but he must have had a mishap once because he stopped doing it. But of course he knew we would always be there to carry him. So I'd get up, go downstairs and carry him back up to my bed. There, I would put videos on my phone or my laptop for him, and he was so happy - he'd watch them for ages. His favourite was the Star Wars Dogs commercial, but he loved any videos of dogs or birds or squirrels.
It's small solace that I got to play it for him in bed a couple of weeks ago when I was last home.
Rocky will be incredibly missed and the house will never be the same without him. I love him so much, my heart is broken and I can't wait to see him again. Here's one of the last pictures I have him, enjoying the Beast from the East and looking as happy as I've seen him.
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