I began my journey as a poodle-person shortly after I graduated from high school. Josie was given to my family and immediately stole our hearts.
She was a "parti-poodle" - one with two colors; and at that time parti-poodles were frequently euthanized because they were not show material. As wrong as that is on so many levels, we were blessed by this little girl for 16 years.
After my graduation from college (Texas A & M - whoop!) I wanted a poodle of my own. Josie was really the family dog, not mine; so as fate would have it, one of my students had poodle puppies, and Cocoa entered my life.
Cocoa was a loving little dog. She traveled well, loved to bark at squirrels, and made friends easily. Cocoa was part of the family for 17 years. When she went to the Rainbow Bridge, it took a long while before I could consider another dog.
But, the time came when I did and after visiting the Animal Defense League, Maggie became one of the family.
We didn't know it, but poor little Maggie was very sick when we adopted her, renal failure, and we were graced with her love for only a few months. The week after Maggie left us, we found Sammy at the Humane Society.
Sammy had been surrendered to the Humane Society by a family that couldn't keep him. The minute I picked him up, I knew he was coming home with me. Sammy was the sweetest little dog known to man. He loved to cuddle and take naps with with us. He was a little smaller than the other poodles - only 8 pounds at his heaviest - so he was easy to carry around. Sammy passed last month, and as hard as it was to lose him, and as much as we still grieve over him, we are very lucky to have the Rocket-Dog.
Rocket is a hoot. He came to us scared, frightened and angry and has grown into a funny, friendly little guy.
He runs like a maniac (hence the name), loves to walk, ride , go - all words he knows even if they are spelled.
This blog will record his adventures and exploits.
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