Welcome to Rocky's Blog

As you can see, I am a dog. Since I don't know any dogs that type, I'd like to publicly thank my mom for typing my blog as I dictate to her. And how else would you be able to keep up with all my adventures?? Isn't she the greatest? I think so! Woof!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Rocky Greets the Troops!

Howdy Friends!

Wow, what I day I had on Monday!! It all started with me meeting a group of former POWs at the Manchester NH VA and they invited me to join them as they welcomed some troops home from the war! Here I am at the former Pease AFB in Portsmouth, NH, meeting the Colonel (left)and his Executive Officer (right) -- yup, the top guns! -- as a plane full of troops returned from overseas! This is their first touchdown on US soil on their way home, (via Iceland). While the plane is being refueled and they swap crews, the troops stretch their legs, call home, and get a bite to eat. The Pease Greeters (http://www.peasegreeters.org/about.html ) make sure they get a New Hampshire welcome that they won't soon forget. It's one I won't forget either! Do I look happy or what!?! It was so much fun, I think I'm going to be a regular at these things!

There was so much excitement and so many people! Sure was different than visiting the veterans at the Veteran's Home, but just like the veterans there, these guys told me all about their dogs they had waiting for them at home. Very cool!
This lady soldier was very nice. There were quite a few women in the group!
This photo is especially for Bob Armstrong
and Forever Home Canine Rescue:
"From the floor of Petco to the floor of the Heroes' Walk."
I'm just taking a little break during a special ceremony honoring these men and women.

Look closely and you can see the troops coming down the walk. They all looked rather stunned by all the hoopla! Music was playing and everyone was applauding and shaking their hands, including me!
This is the hall as we awaited their arrival. There were a few other dogs there as you can see on the left (look closely), but no other German shepherds and I did overhear someone say, when I walked by: "now that's a real dog!" I felt very proud in my bright red jacket. I now have a "Pease Greeter" button on my jacket to go with my patches!

Here I am with my new friends -- that's Bob the left who I met at the POW meeting and he invited us down and gave us all the info we needed to get there. The man on the right is Ed Johnson, the man who started the "Pease Greeters" group in 2005. This group meets both departing groups as well as those returning -- be sure to check out their website for lots more info. (http://www.peasegreeters.org/about.html)

This is the hallway the troops all walk down. It is lined with photos of all the groups that have been greeted there since 2005. One of the former POWs told us he had met something like 274 flights! It was a great time and I can't wait to go again! We did have our own little mishap that evening but that's a story for another day. Until then, keep our troops in your prayers -- Rocky

Thursday, September 10, 2009

A Week in a Therapy Dog's Life

Howdy Friends!


Well, ya know that little lump I needed to have removed from my cheek -- it got taken out, only to get a larger lump!

I know it looks like a wad of chew, or maybe an acorn for my food storage, but Dr. North checked it and said it was blood pooling there and would go away. She was right! It's going away, sure hope it's gone by Monday -- I have a big "speaking" engagement at the Veteran's Administration before a group of former POW's about my therapy dog work! Well, I didn't let it stop me from.....


Eating my most favorite unhealthy snack: Dunkin Donuts Munchkins, plain of course....or

Or eating my most favorite heathy snack: the last of this season's blackberries, with my dad.
Guess, who had to get in on the act? Hmm, I guess that's what little sisters do...copy their big brothers!

And most of all, I didn't let it stop me from doing what I do best! Therapy dog work! Here I am visiting at the NH Veteran's Home!

Yup, that's me with my mom, my grammy, and my grammy's nurse, Nancy. Nancy's from the South, just like me -- I just love hearing her accent, reminds me of my friends back in NC!
I just love being a Therapy Dog, does it show??
Rocky

Things I Love

  • Ice cubes! Bud & Sadie taught me to crunch ices cubes. Sure wish I'd had those on hot days back in NC!
  • Meeting new people -- the Southern gentleman in me really shines here!
  • Carolyn's Canine College -- Carolyn is so nice to me and gives me treats!
  • My dog sister, Sadie (notice I didn't say, my dog brother, Bud)
  • Fish Oil Capsules -- My bedtime snack, yummy!
  • Riding in the Car -- sometimes I get to stick my head out the window!
  • Going for walks with my mom on my country road
  • Sleeping (Especially on my mom & dad's bed!)
  • Food (Mom only lets me eat dog food, no table scraps)

Rocky's Story

My story begins in North Carolina back in December of 2007. I was rescued from the woods by a kind young lady who overheard some hunters say they were going to "shoot the shepherd" because they thought I was keeping deer away. I had already been shot at once -- and hit! I had a BB lodged in my forehead that my owner never bothered to have removed. There were a lot of things my owner never bothered do to, so that's why I ran away to begin with and got lost in the woods. Another thing my owner never bothered to do was give me heartworm medicine and, yup, you guessed it, I not only had that BB in my head, I also had heartworm.

I wish I knew who that young girl was that gave me a ride that day. She saved my life and I'd like to say thank you to her someday. After she saved me from those hunters, she took me to a vet to see if I had any identification -- I didn't, of course. So the vet contacted Bob, a volunteer with Forever Home K9 Rescue. Bob came over and brought me back to his home. It wasn't a forever home but it sure was nice to be out of the woods. My owner actually did track me down and when he found out Bob would help find a good home for me, he decided that was the best thing for me. That was just what Bob was hoping for, now he could get on with helping me and that began with getting that BB out of my head and neutering. Then came the heartworm test...positive; then the heartworm treatments, ugh! They were tough but Bob, Denese and the wonderful vets and technicians at Animal Hospital of Statesville took real good care of me and I made it through! Thanks, you guys!

Bob then started taking me to PetCo for the adopt-a-dog days. A lot of people would stop and pet me, but Bob told me he was waiting for the right people to give me a good home. My lucky day was February 16, 2008, when a man and woman came by and began talking with Bob and petting me. I thought they were very nice, but I knew they weren't from around NC because they had a different accent. But Bob seemed to like them and I trusted Bob. About three weeks later, back at PetCo I met the same people again and they seemed very happy to see me. That's when I began to realize that these people were going to be my forever home.

On March 10, 2008, in the early morning hours, Bob got my things and we headed out while it was still dark. We went to a hotel parking lot and there were those same two people again. That's when Bob told me I would be going home with them. I was sad and alittle scared to leave Bob, but I knew that's what I had to do. Leaving the parking lot, I whimpered a little as I sat in the corner of the back seat of the pick-up truck. I was trying to be brave. These people seemed nice, but I was really missing Bob and I had no idea where I was being taken.

I rode quietly for quite a while, with a scared look on my face. I looked out the window to try to see where we were going but I couldn't tell. Finally, I started to relax a little and took a nap. When I woke up, I felt better. I continued riding for miles and miles, hours and hours -- about 17 hours to be exact and pretty close to 1000 miles. We stopped off and on along the way for potty breaks and snacks. I was getting to like these new people!

Finally we arrived at a house in the country. I got out and stepped into this icy cold white stuff that was slippery to walk on! Oh no, snow! I'd seen a little of this stuff in NC but not like it was here. Then they told me, I was in New Hampshire!

This was my new forever home! It was really late, so we went right to bed. The next morning I met my new family: my German shepherd sister, Sadie, and my German shepherd brother, Buddy; and my feline brothers & sisters: Sam, Jack, Eddie, Annie and Chloe; and my grammy, who is 87-years old and blind.

My life has changed so much since I joined my forever home. I go for walks. I have a huge yard to run free in with my brother and sister. I have my own bed. I go to dog school. And I'm preparing to be a therapy dog so I can go to nursing homes and children's reading programs. Life doesn't get much better than this! Thank you Forever Home K9 Rescue for helping me find my forever home...even if it was 1000 miles away! Rocky