Your Pet Loss Stories

by J Williams
(Pittston, Pa)

Rocky was a chocolate Boxer who was 100lbs of pure love, gentleness and warmth. I got Rocky when he was 8 weeks old. He was literally my best friend.
We went through hell and back. We were on our own for a while until I met my boyfriend. Rocky took to him like he knew him his whole life. We were complete. Rocky was the man of the house and you didn't mess with us.

3 years ago I gave birth to my son and Rocky and Derek were best buds. Rocky instantly knew his job was now to protect that little boy and he did it well. Derek absolutely loved Rocky. I know everyone says this but Rocky was different. He was just a good boy.

Well recently Rocky came down with a sickness that got the best of my tough man. I had to make the toughest decision I have ever had to make in my 33 years of life. I held him tight and told him I loved him and thanked him for the great life he gave me. I couldn't stand to see him suffer not even for a second.

I do know this house will never be the same. I have a very heavy heart and still cry myself to sleep. He took his job as protector very seriously. I know he is young again and not in pain and probably playing ball.

Cant wait to see you big guy.
RIP. 2/26/03-05/20/14💕