Cooper

In February my family lost our dog.  Simon was an incredible lap dog.  He would lay with you for as long as you sat still.  He was a member of our family.  He was served off a dinner plate just like the rest of us.  It was a little sad just how human we thought he was.  We were never so bad as to dress him up in doggy sweaters or put shoes on his paws but needless to say it was traumatic when we lost him.  My parents had talked about getting another dog when Simon passed.  However, it would be after some time to grieve our loss and we might not ever get another dog.  One couldn’t say one way or the other.

We lost Simon early on a Friday morning…3am to be more specific.  On Saturday Cooper entered our lives.  He was a 9 week old “Poodle Maltese” mix.  This should have been our first clue.  They did not refer to him as a Maltipoo.  Cooper was so cute and tiny at 4lbs that he really could do almost no wrong.  He was a puppy but we got him house trained in a matter of days.  I say we were well trained taking him out every half-hour or so.  As he got older he went through normal puppy phases; chewing, nipping, digging, ripping, and basically being destructive.  My Mom was not so sure we had made a wise decision in getting a puppy let alone a new dog.

Cooper is now almost 8 months old and while most of his “puppy” behavior has passed we have discovered he is not a Maltese Poodle mix.  He has way too much energy and acts more like a terrier.  So our wish for some semblance of a lap dog at least for a little during the day is gone.  Cooper loves to play fetch, chase birds, dig holes, eating…which includes but is not limited to snails, worms, and sprinkler lines…when he can get his teeth on them.  He also does best if we take him on 2-3 walks a day.  This is all fine and good since the weather is nice.  I am concerned about what happens when it gets cold.  I am not a winter person and I have a feeling Cooper will continue to want to play fetch and walk even with 2-12 inches of snow on the ground.  This dog is fearless.  He is cute as a button though.  I thought I would share some of his cuteness since it is hard to be mad at a face like his as crazy as he drives you.

Here he is the night we got him…

And now…

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