Rocko

Rocko was my muse of 15yrs, my constant companion. I can think of no more fitting a memorial than all the books she's sat on and promoted over the years. I had hoped she would sit on mine, but you can see her judging it in the corner. I miss her so much! 💔

She passed in my arms surrounded by love.

Writing will never be the same without the gentle prick of her fangs in the back of my hand where she rested her head as I typed. BDE.