Rocky.

hello all. ok, i'm here today because i decided something that i might or might not regret. i decided to give Rocky away because i know he's not happy at all being in my house due to my dad's massive abusing. i always thought my dad is being very selfish by not allowing Rocky to enter the house because he's dirty. but my mom told me that its not but its because Rocky likes to bite on stuffs and once bit and ripped off the previous owner's sofa and went to their kitchen to bite on everything he saw. since then, the owner decided to give away Rocky and return to China. this is when Rocky came into part of my life. i love Rocky and i do. but seeing him being beaten up so badly and scolded really ached my heart so much... before he leaves, i swear i will get my camera before that and take as many beautiful pictures as i can. i will miss the laughters he gave us, how he climbed on us, how hard he could wag his tail when he's happy, how we played, how we escaped from him, how we avoided him because we need to enter the house. now i know the feelings of how it feels when your dog might leave you anytime. after this, i swear i'm not gonna have any more pets. i swear i will cry every night like how my maid left, i felt so sad. ya i sound dumb but ya, any one close who comes into my life makes a difference and will be part of my life since then. if you know, i have got dog phobia. but Rocky is the only dog i can spend with alone. yes, i'm still having a little phobia of dogs till now. but i don't know why.. only Rocky can be the one, the only one..