RIP

This is Rocky. That’s not the name on his papers but his face screams out the word. He’s about 2mos. old and has 3 siblings. 

Just this morning, after eating my breakfast, I went to see them. I played with them and took some photos. He was the most restless of the four. He kept on biting his brothers’ and sister’s ears and tails. He’s a bully.

What I like most about him is that when you pick him up, he will just stay still. You can even carry him like a baby! He’s a sweetheart…

This afternoon, around 4:30, my sister called me from downstairs and told me something had happened with one of the puppies. I rushed downstairs and saw Rocky being revived by my mother… The towel had blots of blood. I got him from my mom and tried to do ererything I can even if I knew it was too late… I wasn’t ready yet for another loved one to pass away after Doogie, passed away last October. 

What happened was the cage where they were was accidentally opened and he fell… 

I can’t do anything about it now. It’s over, but at least I got to spend time with him today… I was able to play with him and even carry him around the house. I even introduced him to our fishes… 

I know he’s fine now, up there, with Doogie. I know he, Doogie, Tiffany, Missy and Cricky are now playing there. I miss you guys