Sterling Rocky and me

Sterling was a faithful dog. Walked me and the girlfriends almost every night for 10 years. In the early years people would observe the 4 of us with the Siberian Husky and ask "Who is walking who?" He was a partner in our friendships and a gift would be under the tree for him every year.

He's gone now, pushing up daisies (literally). The one year old, Rocky, has taken his place. Every evening starting out with a burst of energy, picking up the girlfriends, walking the route, and in the end dragging his tail end home, eager to do it all over again tomorrow night.

Sorry, Erik, I don't think he is your dog any longer.