Christmas this year did not bring joy and I can barely type this but I'm going to give it a shot through the tears. We got Rocko on my birthday 13 years ago after my youngest son asked and asked and asked for a "puppy in a box". He was the best dog a family could ask for – smart, good, loving and always happiest laying on the floor at your feet. His loss is hitting our family very hard and there isn't a square foot of our house that doesn't lend itself to memories of him "talking" for a carrot, sitting on the treat rug, running the back wall, sleeping on a pillow, scratching his back on the floor, Kung Fu fighting with his bonded sister Daisy, jumping in the pool, blocking the shower door, basking under the blow dryer after a bath, waking us up with floppy-eared early mornings, tripping us in the dark hallway or putting his head on the couch for endless head rubs. When we brought him home at 10 weeks old, we never could have imagined the bond we'd grow through the years or the endless love we would feel for him, or the deep pain and sadness we're experiencing in his passing.

Rocko, my heart breaks that you're gone. Our family was forever changed by you being in our lives. Feel better and rest easy, Rocko Dog; we will love you forever.

11/01/2009 – 12/26/2022

Nikki & Tony Berti
Las Vegas, NV