Today is Rocky’s 10th birthday . . .
I can hardly believe that he’s been in my life that long . . . and I’m really having a hard time believing that he’s technically a “senior citizen” according to Lovely Vet.
In my heart, he will always be this loveable lump of fur with very large feet.
My protector. My buddy. My shoulder to cry on.
One of my reasons for getting out of bed during the dark days after Prince Charming’s death.
Happy birthday Rock Monster. Thank you for picking me to be your human.