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!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Catch-Up Time!


Howdy Friends!
Well, I'm back on line. Mom has been sidetracked a little the last couple of months. You see, my grammy who used to live with us had to move into the NH Veteran's Home. It made us all very sad, especially my grammy and my mom. But we're all doing better and I still get to see her every week when I go over to the Veteran's Home to do my therapy dog visits. In fact, I love going in to see her and I'm getting to know all her "neighbors", too!

Me & my Grammy Dee at home doing a Therapy Dog demo.

Well, would you like to see what else I've been up do? Okay, here goes!

I got to meet my double-cousin, Toby. I call him my double-cousin because first he belonged to my Aunt Mary and Uncle Dennis, then my Aunt Beth and Uncle Peter adopted him, so he's my cousin twice -- a double cousin! Me and the Painting Crew -- it was a really wet June to try to get a house painted so I saw a lot of these guys -- got to know them really well. I miss them. They did a great job!

Then no sooner did the painters leave and the tree crew showed up. We had lots of ice damage and some dead and rotting trees that had to come down. It was very noisy when these guys were here but they did a good job, even if they did have to take down one of Mom's favorite trees!

It looked good on the outside but it was rotting on the inside, so down she came!



And not even a leaf in the pool! Hey, those guys know their business!

This is great -- now I can chase Steffi even better with no tree in the way!!


And I love it when I catch her -- she thinks she's such hot stuff!


Sometimes I long for the days when I didn't have to share. Once Steffi got over her car sickness, she just took right over like she owned the rig!

Ditto Dogs -- that's what Mom calls us when we copy each other.


Now, don't get worried, nothing serious going on -- I just wanted ya'll to meet my vet, Dr. North. Well, she's one of my vets. Dr. Keenan is the other. And the pretty lady on the left is a vet-to-be. Can ya see why I don't mind going to the vet? I get the royal treatment from these ladies -- and Jeremy, too, at Meadow Pond Animal Hospital. I'm going back in next week to get my teeth cleaned up and a little lump taken out of my cheek. Again, nothing serious -- I had it biopsied and it's not cancer. It shrinks when I take antibiotics but doesn't disappear, so the ladies said we better take it out. Maybe I'll opt for a little lypo around the middle while I'm at it. The diet doesn't seem to be working. Hey, speaking of diet, look at my newest favorite treat!

Dad taught me how to pick blackberries and boy do I love them! See Dr. Keenan, I do try to eat healthy snacks! See that black one I'm going after!

Hey, there's some big black, juicy ones in here! I better get them before Gina does!

And now for a little down time...

Ahh, peace and quiet! Nothing better than a few zzz's by the pool on a hot summer day. I'm actually not a pool dog -- too much chlorine, I prefer the brook down in the woods behind our house where Dad takes Steffi & me. Well, that's how my summer is going. How about yours?? Rocky

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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