Meet Rosco. For those of you who never had the privilege of knowing this wonderful dog, you missed a gem. He was found at the pound at the tender young age of 6 weeks. Rescued by Stephen and one of Chris' former girlfriends as a Valentine gift for Chris when the boys were still in high school.He was a holy terror as a pup. He ate things. Not little things like shoes or clothing. No sir this little guy ate big things, things like chairs, couches and the new carpet. He didn't just gnaw on the legs either. He ate the cushions. I am quite surprised that he survived puppyhood, but he did. And then he transformed into one of the best dogs ever.
This is probably my favorite picture of him. He looks a bit worried that Santa might pass him by. I don't think he had much to fret about. Santa always remembered him and we will too.
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