When my old Jack Russell Terrier, Rosie, died about a year ago, I decided that was it for dogs for me. How could any dog take Rosie’s place, and how could I go through losing a friend like that again? Then an old enemy came back to visit – the colon cancer I thought I had vanquished several years ago. While my treatment is not so bad, it does involve some sitting on the sofa, and some effort to not dwell on maybes and what-ifs. I realized that maybe what I needed was the companionship and distraction of a little dog. I started looking at shelters and rescue organizations, and met quite a few great dogs, but none could hold a candle to Rosie. I even thought (just for a second) about getting a puppy from a breeder, as many of the rescue dogs I met had behavior problems that seemed too much for a non-disciplinarian, dog-spoiler like me. Then one day I opened Craigslist Pets, and there was Rocket (then known as Jackie O), with her funny ears and sweet face. It was one of those, when you see her, you’ll know she’s the one, moments. When my daughter and I met her, she barked at us. When I brought her home, she shivered on my lap all the way and bit me (with intent!) within the first few minutes of being home. I wondered if I had chosen the right dog by using my heart instead of my head. But it didn’t take long to know that that scared little dog was really a super affectionate, wildly happy, adorable, smart, easy to train, perfect little friend. She already sits and stays (Rosie would NEVER have done such a wussy thing!), sleeps in her crate, potties outside, chews only toys (and hands a little bit). She still barks at strangers, (and the phone and someone walking around upstairs…) but within a few minutes she is kissing them. I am so happy with her; on my chemo days we snuggle together on the sofa and she looks adoringly at me… and vice versa. What was I thinking that a new dog would be a replacement for Rosie? Rocket (SHE chose that name, I believe in deep appreciation for Rocket Dog) is not Rosie – she’s a whole ‘nother dog to love. Whenever we go for a even a short walk, when we get home Rocket bursts at full gallop into the house. I think every time she is overjoyed to be coming HOME again, every time as good as it gets. We both send big love and thanks to Rocket Dog – I think maybe you saved us both!