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Hey everyone, I would normally have a cute cheery sandfairy or another awesome character for Saurian Prophecies. I have to get this off my chest once and for all.

My Stepmom once had 4 dogs, Koda the oldest regular Maltese, Tucker a teacup Maltese, and Bella a female Shorkie (Shitzu x Yorkie). There was once a special Maltese who went by the name Bocci Ball. He was the biggest, loudest, most welcoming of the 4 dogs my good stepmom had. He along with his shorkie sister, Bella, were inherited from my stepmom's mom after she pasted away from cancer. I can't remember his weight before he died but he was big and fit for a Maltese. So fit that he was the healthiest of the dogs.

Bocci had the voice of thunder and never stopped barking once wind up by visitors, family coming home after school/work, fireworks displays, thunderstorms, etc. Most of the time he just barked for the hell of it to the point I thought this was his way of casually talking. He was the most vocal of our dogs and even got the others dragged into the orchestra of barks and howls. Bocci just didn't know when to shut the fuck up before someone swatted at him with their hand.

Other than barking as a hobby, he chased lizards and small animals in between my dad's flower pots on my back patio. Surprisingly, he never knocked any pots or containers over in his hunts. Bocci was madly obsessed with the brown anoles that call my backyard and patio home. This dog never caught or harmed any lizards despite doing it for sport.

As for Bocci's favorite toys, it was balls and squeak toys. My stepmom's uncle or some other relative named him Bocci after the game Bocce Ball because of his obsession with the spheres of endless joy. Then again, we believe it was the squeakers they put in squeaky dog toys were his favorite overall toy. He would literally disembowel a plushie just to get after the squeaker like Kano from Mortal Kombat ripping out hearts. Eventually, we just gave him squeakers to chew and play with so we don't have to do a crime scene cleanup with brutalized toys.

My biggest gripe I have about him is that he peed everywhere in the house. My stepmom's mom wanted to breed him with other dogs but it never happened. He may not have became a father, but when we fixed him, it was too late to keep him from pissing everywhere. Koda and Bocci tried to gain the upper hand at being the alpha male by turning the house into a toilet.

His most favorite holiday was Christmas. Koda and Tucker are also crazy about Christmas. Not so much with Bella. When we give them gifts for Christmas, they go nuts and try to open them themselves. Its always fun to watch them loose their minds while they enjoy their new toys and treats.

Everything changed December 2020. We got the results from the vet that he had both lymphoma and leukemia. He was supposed to be the healthiest of the 4 and the news hit us hard. He had a month to live and was given meds to delay the effects of the cancer. Bocci was a fighter and wasn't going to go down without a fight. Months after being diagnosed, the vet was amazed to see that Bocci was still alive and outlasted the expectations. I never saw anyone fight cancer like he did. He lived to see another birthday and another Christmas. Then, at the beginning of this year, he began to loose his battle to cancer. He began to play less, bark less, and chase lizards less. Unfortunately, his time was up. April 6,2022 he was put to sleep with me and my family by his side. My stepmom was hit the hardest by his passing. Soon after his passing, he inspired me to immortalize him like I did with my little sister and granddad. I was still heartbroken while making this which is the reason it took me months later to move on and finally post this.

I wanted to draw Bocci Ball in his element in the afterlife. If there's a afterlife I bet he moved on from chasing lizards to chasing fucking dinosaurs. I was spamming Those Damn Yankees song High Enough while creating this. The song was the first song I heard as we drove off from the vet and it hit me very hard to the point that I was in tears every time I heard the song. I now have full appreciation of the song and find the song comforting and reminds me of the fun times I had with him. He may be dead and cremated but his memory and energy still lives on in us. Now his sister Bella carries on the tradition of chasing lizards for fun.

Rest In Peace Bocci, See You On The Other Side!

Thank you for the support, it means a lot to me, its fellow artists who help me keep drawing, and for that I thank you.
so until then, if you are new to my deviantArt page, do me a favor, brutalize that watch button. Much appreciated.
Til, next time, stay safe, stay sane, stay happy, and, most of all, stay alive everyone!
Talk to you next time!

Description
Hey everyone, I would normally have a cute cheery sandfairy or another awesome character for Saurian Prophecies. I have to get this off my chest once and for all.

My Stepmom once had 4 dogs, Koda the oldest regular Maltese, Tucker a teacup Maltese, and Bella a female Shorkie (Shitzu x Yorkie). There was once a special Maltese who went by the name Bocci Ball. He was the biggest, loudest, most welcoming of the 4 dogs my good stepmom had. He along with his shorkie sister, Bella, were inherited from my stepmom's mom after she pasted away from cancer. I can't remember his weight before he died but he was big and fit for a Maltese. So fit that he was the healthiest of the dogs.

Bocci had the voice of thunder and never stopped barking once wind up by visitors, family coming home after school/work, fireworks displays, thunderstorms, etc. Most of the time he just barked for the hell of it to the point I thought this was his way of casually talking. He was the most vocal of our dogs and even got the others dragged into the orchestra of barks and howls. Bocci just didn't know when to shut the fuck up before someone swatted at him with their hand.

Other than barking as a hobby, he chased lizards and small animals in between my dad's flower pots on my back patio. Surprisingly, he never knocked any pots or containers over in his hunts. Bocci was madly obsessed with the brown anoles that call my backyard and patio home. This dog never caught or harmed any lizards despite doing it for sport.

As for Bocci's favorite toys, it was balls and squeak toys. My stepmom's uncle or some other relative named him Bocci after the game Bocce Ball because of his obsession with the spheres of endless joy. Then again, we believe it was the squeakers they put in squeaky dog toys were his favorite overall toy. He would literally disembowel a plushie just to get after the squeaker like Kano from Mortal Kombat ripping out hearts. Eventually, we just gave him squeakers to chew and play with so we don't have to do a crime scene cleanup with brutalized toys.

My biggest gripe I have about him is that he peed everywhere in the house. My stepmom's mom wanted to breed him with other dogs but it never happened. He may not have became a father, but when we fixed him, it was too late to keep him from pissing everywhere. Koda and Bocci tried to gain the upper hand at being the alpha male by turning the house into a toilet.

His most favorite holiday was Christmas. Koda and Tucker are also crazy about Christmas. Not so much with Bella. When we give them gifts for Christmas, they go nuts and try to open them themselves. Its always fun to watch them loose their minds while they enjoy their new toys and treats.

Everything changed December 2020. We got the results from the vet that he had both lymphoma and leukemia. He was supposed to be the healthiest of the 4 and the news hit us hard. He had a month to live and was given meds to delay the effects of the cancer. Bocci was a fighter and wasn't going to go down without a fight. Months after being diagnosed, the vet was amazed to see that Bocci was still alive and outlasted the expectations. I never saw anyone fight cancer like he did. He lived to see another birthday and another Christmas. Then, at the beginning of this year, he began to loose his battle to cancer. He began to play less, bark less, and chase lizards less. Unfortunately, his time was up. April 6,2022 he was put to sleep with me and my family by his side. My stepmom was hit the hardest by his passing. Soon after his passing, he inspired me to immortalize him like I did with my little sister and granddad. I was still heartbroken while making this which is the reason it took me months later to move on and finally post this.

I wanted to draw Bocci Ball in his element in the afterlife. If there's a afterlife I bet he moved on from chasing lizards to chasing fucking dinosaurs. I was spamming Those Damn Yankees song High Enough while creating this. The song was the first song I heard as we drove off from the vet and it hit me very hard to the point that I was in tears every time I heard the song. I now have full appreciation of the song and find the song comforting and reminds me of the fun times I had with him. He may be dead and cremated but his memory and energy still lives on in us. Now his sister Bella carries on the tradition of chasing lizards for fun.

Rest In Peace Bocci, See You On The Other Side!

Thank you for the support, it means a lot to me, its fellow artists who help me keep drawing, and for that I thank you.
so until then, if you are new to my deviantArt page, do me a favor, brutalize that watch button. Much appreciated.
Til, next time, stay safe, stay sane, stay happy, and, most of all, stay alive everyone!
Talk to you next time!