Meet Rocky, the old faithful doggie who stayed just long enough on this planet to meet his little sister. In 2015, a young Fort Meade couple adopted a 17-year-old canine – Rocky – from Anne Arundel County Animal Control (AACAC) shelter. “Rocky thrived in his new home,” the couple, Beth and Michael Clark, wrote.
Soon the dog became their family member, and when Beth got pregnant, he even participated in her pregnancy photoshoot, helping announce the good news. Throughout Beth’s expectancy, the doggie stayed by her side. “When I started showing, he was a lot more attached to me,” Beth said.
After the birth, as soon as they took their baby girl home, they noticed there was something really wrong with Rocky. Few hours later after greeting his human sister, he quietly passed away at the age of 18. In honor of Rocky, FAACAC wrote in a little letter to the Clarks’ new daughter: “Dear Hazel: Someday your mom and dad will tell you all about your first dog, Rocky… Someday, they will… tell you how wonderful and how loved your first dog was, even though your lives only overlapped so very briefly.”
“I hope our story helps other people decide to adopt senior dogs,” Beth added.
More info: Arundel County Animal Control | Facebook (h/t)
Meet Rocky, the old doggie who stayed just long enough on this planet to meet his little sister
In 2015, a young Fort Meade couple adopted a 17-year-old canine – Rocky – from a shelter
When Beth got pregnant, he even participated in her pregnancy photoshoot
“When I started showing, he was a lot more attached to me”
After the birth, as soon as they took their baby girl home, they noticed Rocky was unwell
A few hours later after greeting his human sister, he quietly passed away at the age of 18
“Someday your mom and dad will tell you all about your first dog, Rocky…”
“I hope our story helps other people decide to adopt senior dogs”
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I did too. Guess I'm not someone that can keep a promise. Or maybe these damn onion ninjas are back again...
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I adopted a 12 year-old cat from the Pasadena human society...thinking I'd give her a few happy years. SHE gave ME 13 more happy years. Yes, she lived to 25. (A Siamese I named 'Cargo' because she was excess baggage I really didn't need...) SHE gave ME 13 more happy years. Yes, she lived to 25.
I should add to my below comment by saying that one of the reason I checked her out, was simply curiosity. She was a SCREAMING CAT at the humane society, and I still don't have a clue what compelled me to 'save' her thinking, 'oh gawd, I don't want a talky Siamese,' but the minute we walked into my house, she literally never 'spoke' another peep. I lived on the edge of an arroyo, and I'd take walks there quite frequently, she walked right beside me...we shared a relationship that, although I've had dogs and/or cats all my life, this was a very, very special one. In Northern California, at UC Davis, they also have a vet-training school. At 22 she was starting to go into kidney failure so I called them to ask if they did kidney transplants - they did, with the caveat that I had to take the donor also - but when I told them her age, they refused. My local vet set me up with an IV pole, which came with a hypodermic needle which I would load with necessary fluids and give her a subcutaneous
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I did too. Guess I'm not someone that can keep a promise. Or maybe these damn onion ninjas are back again...
Load More Replies... I adopted a 12 year-old cat from the Pasadena human society...thinking I'd give her a few happy years. SHE gave ME 13 more happy years. Yes, she lived to 25. (A Siamese I named 'Cargo' because she was excess baggage I really didn't need...) SHE gave ME 13 more happy years. Yes, she lived to 25.
I should add to my below comment by saying that one of the reason I checked her out, was simply curiosity. She was a SCREAMING CAT at the humane society, and I still don't have a clue what compelled me to 'save' her thinking, 'oh gawd, I don't want a talky Siamese,' but the minute we walked into my house, she literally never 'spoke' another peep. I lived on the edge of an arroyo, and I'd take walks there quite frequently, she walked right beside me...we shared a relationship that, although I've had dogs and/or cats all my life, this was a very, very special one. In Northern California, at UC Davis, they also have a vet-training school. At 22 she was starting to go into kidney failure so I called them to ask if they did kidney transplants - they did, with the caveat that I had to take the donor also - but when I told them her age, they refused. My local vet set me up with an IV pole, which came with a hypodermic needle which I would load with necessary fluids and give her a subcutaneous
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