Rocky the Dog brought delight, joy, laughter, and love to people around the country, in person and virtually. On Fruitloop Mesa he was everybody’s favorite neighbor. He wore with dignity and pride the titles of Honorary Bad Dog and The Littlest Catahoula, among others. It is with great sadness, and deep compassion for his beloved Deborah, that I relay that Rocky transitioned today to his next big adventure. He passed with peace and grace, and is relieved of ongoing suffering. He was fifteen years old.
From his very first days in this community, Rocky loved everyone, and everyone loved Rocky. I’ve shared numerous stories and pictures of him through the years, and this remains one of my favorites: the moment Rocky and Raven met, when he was less than one year old. He stole my heart from the first moment I met him. He brought joy and laughter to a dear old lady in her last months, and when she died I was grateful to be able to help find him a perfect person with a perfect home and life for the rest of his years.
Rocky’s effervescent spirit will be missed and long remembered. Our hearts are hurting. Fly, little man, fly into the great unknown.
Farewell, Rocky. May you have good adventure in the next great adventure.
Rita, thank you for so beautifully relating our Rocky’s big Spirit. Reading it is a balm for an acute sense of his absence this morning. He loved the rush of the wind in his ears almost as much as he loved his people. Fly little man, fly into the great Unknown.
What a beautiful tribute 🥲❤️.
Thank you Rita for this wonderful tribute to our favorite Rocky dog. He was such a blessing in all our lives. He was such a bringer of joy to our hearts. Sending so much love to his mama.
Thank you for so beautifully relating our Rocky’s big Spirit. Reading his memoriam is a balm for an acute sense of his absence this morning. He loved the rush of the wind in his ears almost as much as he loved his people. Fly, little man, fly into the great Unknown.
Thank you for so beautifully relating our Rocky’s big Spirit, Rita. Reading this is a balm for an acute sense of his absence this morning. He loved the rush of the wind in his ears almost as much as he loved his people. Fly little man, fly into the great Unknown.
Love the tribute! I didn’t know Rocky in person but I must say I loved him. So sorry for the loss this reflects but I know Rocky had a great life here. Love you, Deb. Thank you, Rita.—Jeannine
We loved Rocky so and love his dear Deborah as well. Many tears to be shed amongst the laughter and gratitude of calling them both friend. Much much love.
Thank you for the lovely tribute to Rocky. He will be so missed by so many. I’m grateful to have shared in his amazing and long life. Fly high little Rocket Man.