- Rocko remembers
I can still remember the day we found Rocko. We had gone to visit Me-Ma in southern Mississippi. As fate would have it, we flew down and were going to drive back in a mini-van they no longer wanted.
As we got into the car at the airport, MeMa said “I’m going to tell you about this now so I don’t have to listen to you say how you’re going to do something about it. I’ve been trying to catch this dog on the side of the road for two weeks. First there were two of them, one is already dead. I’ve gone up every day to feed him but he just won’t come to me.”
MeMa had three small dogs and my sister was visiting with her dog. There was a house full. Later that evening we started out in two separate vehicles to make a trip to the coast. My sister and I cooked up a plan to stop and feed the dog on the side of the road.
You can read about the beginning from Rocko’s point of view at Rocko’s Story. In the coming weeks we’ll continue the In the Beginning series, remembering what it was like when Rocko joined our family.