ROCKY...

Good old Rocky. He was the best dog EVER. If you ever sat down, you were in for a treat because he'd lick your feet until his tongue fell off. Too bad he was ran over by a car over at US-27. I will never forget him. We all cried for days. I thought the ache would never leave us, but time heals all wounds. I could almost feel the pain as I think of him. I remember where I was standing and what I was doing the moment I recieved the call telling me that he was killed. I know he was just a dog, but he wasn't an ordinary dog, he was awesome. He was very muscular and I would sit in front of the TV and just massage his muscles forever. He loved that. Needless to say, we all loved him very much. We were all afraid to tell Junito and Jose, but later, we decided to take them to Rashakle's and give them the bad news. Junito broke down crying and we all followed, and at that moment, our waistress came to our table to ask us if we were ready to order. The look on her face when she saw all of us crying was priceless. Picture worthy actually. She said she'd give us a minute, and about ten minutes later, we were all hungry, as usual...