Warmth. The unconditional love of a dog.
This is Rocky. He’s 11 years old. We think he’s a love, but if you came to our front door, you might not agree. He’s very protective, to say the least. But he is also very devoted, caring, and VERY sweet – once you get to know him. 😉
Rocky is literally a junk yard dog. We found him in Camden, NJ, yes, in a junk yard. His dad was a giant of a dog, and very laid back. His mom, not so much. I don’t know if she was upset because someone was ogling her babies, or if she was just plain ornery, but she had one unpleasant disposition. But Rocky was fluffy and little and cute and covered in ticks! But that didn’t matter. I fell in love. So Rocky came home with us. I spent some painstaking hours, over the next couple of days, cleaning him up. And he cleaned up nice. Now Rock gives us all the love he can muster.
He is chock full of warmth.
A week ago, Rocky had an operation. Things appear to have gone well, but we’re not out of the woods yet, so keep your fingers crossed.
Love, caring, snuggles, and wet pup kisses. He’s what “warmth” means to me.
Hoping you all ring in the new year with some warm snuggles too. Happy Holidays.
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