We have lost Rocket, the mini-doxie [View all]

A few nights ago at 18 years old.

I got him at an ASPCA function at a Calif. Petsmart when I lived out there. He was a year old then, and had been turned in by an older man who didn't feel like he could care for him properly. I remember having him in the shopping cart while he barked excitedly all through the store.

We definitely had our ups and downs between Calif and KY, but he came through like a champ. He attached himself to Mr. Bayard like velcro when we got to KY. They went everywhere together, watched TV together, and he always slept in our bed with us.

He really slowed down in the past year, and had to start wearing diapers. He went deaf and nearly blind, and was having trouble walking. He didn't want to eat lately. I thought we should put him down a few months ago. Mr. Bayard didn't want to. He buried him with one of his squeaky balls, with his squeaky cow on top.

We both catch ourselves looking and listening for him. He was a much loved little boy, and is sorely missed.