Rocky arrived here
Eight years ago today.
He was limping pretty badly,
But still wanted to play.
He was hit by a car.
His back legs were broken apart.
A lady dumped him at our vet.
It was a rocky start.
(He’s actually named Rocky,
Because he was a Chihuahua
That took on a Cadillac.
We were going to foster him,
Until he found his perfect home.
He never made it off the couch,
He wouldn’t leave us alone.
He’s been with us eight long years,
He thinks he runs the house.
He’s killed a couple of snakes so far,
And one quite bloody mouse.
So, here’s to Rocky FosterPup.
He’s our favorite little shrimp.
He’s running all around the yard
Because he never learned to limp.