Rockerfeller

Our dog was hit on the road this morning. His name is Rockefeller.

My husband and I went on our first date Nov. 12, 1999. For Christmas I bought him a black lab. My husband has two kids and we all decided together to name him Rockefeller and we love him so much. We then found out he was born on the same day as our first date. Later the night we bought him, when the kids were alseep, his previous owner had called and said she gave us the wrong dog so she drove over and exchanged them with our dog.

He was so cute! My husband and I were married on May 26, 2000. We live on a farm and have another dog (98 in dog years) Spike and they became instant friends. Spike showed Rockefeller the farm and what he needed to do. Then Spike could rest.

Rockefeller would jump up and ride on the back of our 4-wheeler and loved to ride in the pick-up. He also liked to jump on the trampoline with us. I've never seen a dog do that.

He was really a good dog. He was hit this morning by a car right in front of our house at 5:00 am. My husband and I buried him that morning and tomorrow we tell the kids.

He was more than a dog, he was a member of our family.