In Memory of Rowdy Rose
“A Morkie Named Rowdy”
It is known that dogs touch lives and this is my story of how “Rowdy” touched so many of us. My daughter, who lives in NWA, saw him posted on Facebook from a friend, and knew that I would fall in love. She had acquired him about 6 months previously and he wasn’t fitting in with her busy lifestyle. I contacted the owner, who lives in Bentonville, and we arranged a time for me to get him (I live in Hot Springs). He got to his new home with me and quickly adjusted to his new sisters, Markie the cat and Maggie the Yorkie. He was a young 5 years old. He was the most loving, protective, cuddle bug.
After a couple of months, I was notified by a couple of people that had saw posts shared about Rowdy, on FB, His original owner was looking for him. Her caregiver Carolyn and good friend Jackie Baker had made a post that went somewhat viral and everyone was looking to help this lady. I was sick with Covid and unsure of what to do. I finally got in contact with her and assured her that Rowdy had a good home. I had fallen in love with the sweet little guy. She was thankful and happy that Rowdy was taken care of and loved. We went our separate ways.
Rowdy’s original owner was an elderly lady named Jo. Her grandson blessed her with him when he was just 8 weeks old. She was his person. She lived by herself and loved Rowdy beyond words. She had a fall, alone, and he stayed by her side licking her face until help arrived. Her fall ended up with hospital and rehab stays, which ultimately led to Rowdy having to find a new home.
Fast forward to today. My back and leg went out a few months ago and I myself have been put in a similar situation to Jo, with hospital and rehab stays. I have not been able to walk him or my other girl, Maggie. I do not know what is ahead with my back. Then one night, as I was getting myself and all the animals settled in bed, I looked at Rowdy and asked if he wanted to go “home.” I immediately text her caregiver, Carolyn, late that night. After all, Jo was still grieving Rowdy and. She missed him so. I like to call it “God’s timing”. We made plans to meet up; Jo and Carolyn drove from Fayetteville later that week. I was a nervous wreck, hoping and praying that Rowdy would know her after 13 months!!
I took him to the groomer to get fancied up for his mama. I had lots of kisses, cuddles, and talks telling him his mama was coming. When they arrived that day, he immediately recognized her. She sat down and it was non stop kisses. I had cried so much leading up to that moment, but what I felt when I saw the love they shared was the most fulfilling thing. Jo is a strong, 83 year old lady and it was such a beautiful reunion. When it was time for them to go, Rowdy came over and loved on me like he was saying “okay, I’m leaving. Thank you.” And went right back to Jo. God did it!
As they loaded up, he jumped right in the back seat with Jo. He had never jumped in the car, for as long as I had him. I always had to pick him up, but it was as if he knew he was going back to his original home.
A dogs love is unconditional, as is God’s. God put him in our life for the reasons we needed, but in the end, he is right where he belongs, with Jo. My heart is so full and I made some great friends in Jo and Carolyn along the way – all thanks to “Rowdy Rose”. ❤️❤️❤️❤️ My daughter Tessa Evans that found Rowdy helped me on my post..I wrote my story and she edited for❤️❤️