Rocky’s Pawsport

Up late too? Hi. Rocky here.

I'm a fifty-pound goofball in a grey coat who'll run you into the ground, befriend literally everyone, and somehow never shed on your couch—you're welcome.

My file says I've got energy to spare — adventure buddy applications now open.

I'm on the bigger side — which, if you ask me, is just more of me to hug.

I've been holding down the fort in Bandera, hoping someone like you would wander by.

Here's the thing — I can't tell if we'd truly click until I know a little about you. Sign in (it's free) and I'll size up your place, say hello to any dogs you've got — or be your very first — and give you my honest read on whether we'd be a match.

With a little luck, Labor Day could be my first one in a real home — possibly with you, or with someone you send my way.

Thanks for spending a minute with me. I'll be right here, tail ready, hoping it's you. — Rocky