Rockey actually lived in this house before we did...he belonged to the owner who passed away, he adopted the people down the hill...one day he got in to something and started to seizure...the neighbors came to get me and we fixed him up...but then no one wanted him. So, since he started up here, we figured he could finish out his life here. It took him a while to understand that he could come inside, several times Tim had to drag him out from under the back porch to come in out of the weather, but now he thinks inside is pretty cool!
