Rocky (Hoo-ie) was born on July 4, 2006. I received him as a present while in High School. We called him hoo-ie most of the time because he was a Chihuahua, which somehow turned into calling him a chi-hoo-hoo, and then eventually hoo-ie. He was a sweet little boy who would let me do anything and everything to him. He loved to play with balls, bark at the people at the door, bark at people in house while hiding under the bed, throwing and tossing Skittles around for 5 minutes until he finally would eat it, and cuddling up with our Black Lab (his sister) Riley.
Rocky was a special dog for me. He saw me through my high school graduation, my college graduation, the beginning of my marriage, and the birth of my two children. Rocky will always be my first child, even if he was a dog.
Thank you Rocky for every smile, laugh, and silly thing you would do to comfort me when I was sad, upset, or angry. I will definitely miss you.
Have fun chasing the birds in Heaven, and barking at everything you can!
I love you and will miss you until we see each other again.