Rocky...

We had to say goodbye to Rocky, and it was hard on the whole family...he has been a part of Patrick's life for nearly 10 years...and mine and the girls for as long as we've been around Patrick.  While Patrick traveled so much, Rocky was our protector...he had the patience of a saint when it came to the girls...and had a knack for pottying on other dogs (especially any that were white or fluffy)...he drove me crazy at times, but holding in that night he had a stroke or seizure or whatever, was so difficult to see him like that...he tried his best to get to me on the porch, where I was calling for him into the pitch black back yard before he collapsed...his last week was even harder...to watch the dog that ran as powerfully and beautifully as a horse and had such a grace about it struggle to walk straight, go potty, or eat/drink.  We'll never be able to replace him, and wouldn't dare to try....

The week he was sick...

Before he was sick...he was there with us every step that our family took...