My name is Rokk!

Rokk was born in Virginia on February 24, 2015, and our paths crossed forever on July 9 of that same year. From the moment I adopted him, I knew he was special; a true February Pisces with a heart full of love.

Now 9 years old, Rokk's belly and muzzle are starting to show signs of gray, but that hasn't slowed him down one bit. Young at heart, he still has bursts of energy and playful spirit, ready for adventures. But when it's time to rest, there’s nothing he loves more than a nap in the sun, soaking up its warmth.

Rokk is the definition of a loyal companion. He's never far from my side, often following me from room to room like a shadow. His need for closeness is as endearing as it is constant. He craves affection and gives just as much in return, always looking to be loved on. As he enters his older years, I want to provide him with a loving, safe home where he can thrive, surrounded by warmth and comfort just like he's always given me.