I'm heartbroken to have to say that Rocky died this afternoon. He had been in and out since we let him free. He had been inside since Saturday morning and had been fine. This afternoon, he wasn't acting like himself and died shortly after Richard got home from work. He was in his bed with his little "hands" crossed when he went to sleep for the last time.
Outside last week, enjoying the fresh air.
These were taken this afternoon. He just wanted me to hold him.
We will miss him so much.
I will be posting pictures of him playing outside on this blog and on his blog, in a day or two.