As a wee puppy Rrrosa was a member of a family, we'll call the Ratbastards, and they lived up to their name. One day, Daddy Ratbastard decided it was time to move, as the KOA was getting too crowded. After the Ratbastards packed up their 1982 Caprice Classic, Daddy Ratbastard made a decision to leave wee Rrrosa behind. But they didn't decide to leave her in the KOA, they dropped her off on the side of the highway, which was thoughtful, especially after years of canine abuse.
Long story short...
Hal's cousin, a real dog lover, found her at her local animal shelter. After seeing those sad almond brown eyes and her helpless cower when anyone got too close, M.A. decided she had to have her. By the grace of heaven, our sad dogless family, who was mourning the loss of Our Little Angel (Squirt), ended up adopting Rrrosa as M.A. moved to pursue her music career in Nashville.
And the rest is history...
Now she spends her summers vacationing at her cabin in the Teton Valley. She goes on daily bike rides, prances on her field of dreams, and lounges in the evening sun. She also goes on our annual river rafting trip. And this last year, took a turn on the oars, she really has a great sense of direction. This year Hal has rigged up her own fly rod (opposable thumbs not necessary).
It's been a long road but as J Lo once said, "Don't be fooled by the rocks that Rrrosa's got, she's still, she's still Rrrosa from the block."
