Rocky The Dog Nobody Wanted

Once upon a time, actually last December, a mother and daughter walked into a pet shop looking for a small puppy. There in one of the cages was a little black chiuahua. They took him out and played with him. He was so smart and cute when he played with the little ball. The shops' owner said he would reduce the price if they wanted him. What a bargain! Couldn't pass that up! Turns out the shop owner was thrilled to get rid of him. All the other little chiuahuas, were snapped right up because they were not only cute but cuddly too. Little did the daughter or mother know he was suffering from ADHD. Obviously, another product of a puppy mill or a mother dog who smoked weed while waiting on her litter to grow.

He didn't really like being held. He didn't want to sleep. All he wanted to do was run around and around and around. The puppy would rip into tiny little shreads any paper that was left laying around the house. His favorite place to go to the bathroom was anywhere he felt like it. No matter the size of the other dogs in the family, he would pick a fight with them, get hurt, pick himself up and come back for more punishment. Cuddles was his favorite dog to pick on, because he thought of her as his favorite toy. After many attempts at trying to name him, they settled on Rocky. But Rocky had attention defiect so it was hard to remember details like a name.

The mother who was called "mom", took Rocky home with her so she could see if she could civilize him. She forced him to be held. She petted, hugged, rubbed, squeezed and kissed him, while the whole time he gave her evil puppy looks, sinking his short sharp teeth into her hands. "I am going to pet him and hold him and love him until he gives in", she thought. She should have bought stock in band-aids, by the time he finally would sit on her lap without making her bleed, she could have been a millonaire! She even introduced him to puppy pads, but when you have ADHD you sometimes forget and get too wound up to hit the pad. Every two hours, Rocky and mom went to the bathroom to learn about the puppy pad. He would jump around and around, grabbing the toilet paper and running out the door, down the hall with it trailing behind him. After many attempts in the bathroom and then finally shutting the door he finally used the pad. The pad had to be placed right by her feet as she sat on the toilet waiting for him to do his business. "Good-boy Rocky", finally some progress toward civilizing him. Unfortunately, mom then discovered it was the feet not the pads he wanted when it was time to "diddle".

This realization struck her as she sat watching television in her favorite chair. Rocky stopped long enough at her feet to diddle and then took off merrily chasing after Freckles, the big red chow. "No Rocky, Bad Rocky, BAD" she exclaimed as she chased him under one chair then the other trying to catch him. He thought it was great fun! After many episodes of diddling and chasing, mom gave up and put the puppy pad by her feet, telling herself he was just too young and immature to catch on. Rocky was now the trainer not the trainee. Before long every room in the house had a pad, because you see, mom's feet couldn't just stay in one room all the time.

A few weeks went by and mom had to go take care of her mother who was having an operation. The daughter, Jessica, said she would keep Rocky for two weeks. In those two weeks, mom began to miss Rocky even though he was a pill most of the time. Jessica after two weeks came to Chattanooga to see her mother, grandmother and aunt. She brought Rocky and her guy named Joe. It was the beginning of Spring time in Chattanooga. The trees beginning to bud and beautiful clear crisp sunny days.

Mom's other kids showed up too, Jonathan her oldest son who lived in Atlanta and his dog Puppy Bear, Jason her youngest son and his wife Andrea from Springfield and their dog named Cuddles . Rocky was thrilled when he saw Cuddles, his girlfriend! He didn't like Puppy Bear too much though, because she wouldn't put up with his nonsense of dancing around in front of her or trying to hump her. While he was there, he went on long "hops" into the woods with everyone. Hops instead of walks because the fallen leaves and grass were taller than he was. Once, he went running down the hill away from everyone. Jessica and Joe were afraid he wouldn't come back and be lost in the woods forever. Mom told Joe, "Call him he seems to have bonded with you". Joe called, Rocky stopped, turned and ran straight into Joe's arms. Mom thought finally he knows his name. Even better, he had started using the puppy pads left in the bathroom without "feet". How he had grown in two weeks! At the end of the week, Rocky went back to live with mom because Jessica just didn't have the time for him. School and her job kept her too busy and she was afraid he was lonely.

Two weeks after mom returned home, her mother had fallen and was in the hospital. Andrea this time volunteered to take Rocky and see if he could fit in with their family of dogs. No such luck. Besides terrorizing Cuddles constantly, Bonnie and Clyde, the two labs, didn't like their cousin either. He had Bonnie constantly moving. Bonnie who always wanted to come into the house, would see Rocky and change her mind. Clyde, he was another story, he just plain didn't like him, found him to be a pain in the ass, always trying to start something with him by chewing on his bottom lip. Many times Andrea had to keep Rocky from becoming Clydes' supper. So after all was over with in Chattagnooga, (mom's mom had died from the fall), mom returned home with Rocky in tow again...to be continued this blog ran out of room.