Rocket was my best friend growing up. My mom brought him home for me when I was just in my teens. Needless to say we grew up together.
He was always running around town like he owned it, encouraging other animals to join in on his adventures.
Rocket changed my life. He was there for me when I was sad, happy, mad, bored. He was just always there to talk to, and oddly enough I think he understood everything I was saying.
Rocket and I have been on many adventures together. I'll always cherish the time we had together. Rocket wasn’t my dog. He was my family, my best friend, someone I told my deepest darkest secrets to.
I will forever miss and love you, Rocket. Until we meet again.