In Loving Memory of Rocket

My Faithful Companion

Rocket, you were my constant—through years of change, heartache, and joy. You stood by my side when life was heavy, reminding me to smile, just by being there. You were more than a dog. You were a steady, loving presence in every chapter of my story.

You were attacked when you were young, but your will to live was fierce. You never let it define you. In your younger days, you were a gentle guide—teaching puppies the ropes with patience and play. As the years passed, you became my beloved grumpy grandpa, never shy about setting the young ones straight.

You loved with your whole heart and expected nothing less in return. If someone sat down, their lap became yours—no questions asked, no competition allowed. You had a way of making every person feel like they were your favorite.

Even as your mind began to fade, there were still moments—brief, shining glimmers—where I saw you as you once were. And even when the memories were fleeting, the love never left. It wrapped around us both, warm and enduring.

Saying goodbye was the hardest kindness I’ve ever given. But you deserved peace, after giving me so much of your heart.

Thank you, Rocket, for every moment. For the love. For the laughter. For the loyalty.

You were, and always will be, my good boy.