Rocky’s Excited Chaos
Rocky just stopped, stared at me for a second, and then went nuts—barking and sprinting around the room like a whirlwind.
Everyone in the shelter looked surprised, including Marla. Dogs usually greet their owners with a wag or a cuddle, but Rocky seemed on a mission of his own.
The sound of his paws echoed, bouncing off the walls. I reached down, trying to regain his attention.
“Rocky, hey buddy, calm down,” I said, but it was like he couldn’t hear me at all.