Fourteen and half years ago, I went to look at a litter of puppies. I was only 10. They all looked so cute only 2 days old. But there was one that stood out. We both knew we belonged together. We were soul mates. When I went to summer camp, she would come with my mom to visit me on the weekends and sent me cards during the week. When I went to Boarding school, she paced around driving my parents crazy. My third year she came to school with me for a couple of months. When I moved to California, she happily came along. Then again to Tahoe and the many differnt homes there. She moved twice more with me, back home and then into my first apartment alone. But I wasn't alone she was here. Throughout all the places we have been, all the things we have seen and all the people we have met. I was the one that mattered the most. She saved my life when I was sucicidal. She sat in my lap every Christmas as we opened gifts. She was always a willing passenger in the car with me. She smiled at me when I was sad and joined me in my happiness. I do not know life without her, she has always been my guardian angel and will be forever more. A week before I let her go, she got really sick - dehydrated. Her kidneys were about to fail, her arthritis was bad, and there was something growing inside her. She spent that Friday night in the hospital. I hated leaving her alone. I picked her up on Saturday, she wasn't excepted to make it through the night. I made the decsion to put her down that Wendesday. Rocky and I had a long talk. After the talk, she perked up. She almost seemed to get healthier. I took time off school and work and we spent three glorious days together. We shared popcorn, ice-cream, what ever she wanted. At 3:30 pm on April 19, 2000 we shared a large fry from McDondalds, her favorite. Half and hour late I said goodbye for the last time. My last image of her is laying there looking so beautiful and peaceful. She couldn't leave me, I had to let her go. She visits me in my dreams. She touched so many people, but mostly me. I have never had a friend so long, so unconditionally. Rocky you will missed, never forgotten, and never replaced. Someday when the time is right we will be rejoined. Untill then be young and free from pain, and look in on me every now and then. GOODBYE MY FRIEND WISH N' WELL POT O' GOLD A.K.A. ROCKY 0CT. 1985 - APRIL 19, 2000