Just to give everyone a little background, the day before I knew Rocky, I had been wanting a dog for literally 17 years (or since my childhood dog passed away). My husband (boyfriend at the time) and I had to go to St. Louis for wedding that same weekend. The next day, his family and I went to a flea market. I am pretty sure everyone was annoyed with me because I was talking about wanting a puppy so much. I even went as far as buying a leash and collar before I even had a puppy picked out!
Our time there was ending, and to my disappointment, there were no puppies at the Flea Market. Well, so I thought. As we were getting ready to walk back to the car, my boyfriend had mentioned to me, "Well, see that hill...usually there are puppies up there...but I don't see any...maybe some other day..." Then, my child behavior came back! I begged and begged that we should all walk up the hill to check, and the whole time he kept saying, "I'm telling you Jess, there just aren't any dogs here today." After we got about half way up the hill I heard him say, "Oh crap, there's puppies! Boxers!" My brisk walk turned into a sprint.
After holding pretty much every puppy, I was almost sure I was going to bring one of the little girls home. She was adorable and had perfect markings. Contemplating names in my head, and being indecisive as ever, I couldn't make up my mind on anything. Deep in thought, my boyfriend interrupted me by holding up another puppy I hadn't seen and said, "hey Jess, what about this one?" That was Rocky! I held him for three seconds and knew he'd be my dog. It was puppy love at first sight :)
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