ROCKY

Born: October,1999MY MOTTO:
"Put on your cute face
and you can get away with anything!"

My name is Rocky.
The name really fits me since I was always ready
for a fight. (Or more correctly, a bite!)
You see, my former humans,
and I use the term loosely,
gave me to a shelter because - you won't believe this - I was "too friendly"!
(Since when is "too friendly" a personality FLAW?)
I have a feeling that my friendliness
was not reciprocated with kindness
since I developed an intense fear of keys and brooms.
It seems likely that the latter had been thrown at me
and the former used to "shoo" me away - or worse!
So, they actually did me a favor
and gave me a chance to be placed in a LOVING home.
After several months of TLC, I learned to trust again.
My new humans were careful
not to jiggle keys in my presence
and the broom was used only for sweeping.
As for the biting?
Well - after I realized that THEIR outstretched hands
meant gentle caressing and not abuse -
I stopped!
Oh sure, I still like to get in a little nip now and then
but after all, old habits die hard.
Most of the time I'm a real pussycat!
And quite a handsome one, if I do say so myself!

I guess I got stuck with the LITTERBOX page.