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Born September 4, 1989, to a distinguished line of Irish wolfhounds (sire, Singing Swords Adam of Dundrum; dam, Windfern's Shauna of Redmond -- though her pedigree meant nothing to us), we acquired our sweet dog Rocky ("Shamrock") when she was three. She had belonged to a Camp Hill physician and his wife, who were so wealthy that the UPS truck came to their house nearly every day, and had developed a habit of going after the driver, so they were about to give her to the Irish Wolfhound Rescue Society. She never did get over that habit!
Rocky lived with us for seven years and died peacefully in her sleep December 3, 1999 at the very ripe old age of ten.
Here she is in her Winter Solstice halo, with Bec and Charles' Pippin,
