Since my husband passed away just over a year ago, this fellow, this friend Cooper, sometimes known as Dufus, or Fur Face, has been close to hand. If I make so much as the slightest sniffle, he is up, even from another room, and is at my side as if to say, “I know. I miss him too. Pat me. You’ll feel better.” It never … Continue reading Cooper Warmbody
This is Cooper. He’s very obedient. He understands, “sit”, “stay”, and “leave it”. Most importantly he understands, “come”, and he follows all the commands with just hand signals . And this has earned him his independence and freedom to explore his 30 acres of yard, field and wood, to check out all the scents and smells, play with sticks, muck about in puddles, and have friends over, And … Continue reading What Independence means to Cooper
First and foremost, front and centre, in the morning it’s …
Cooper, a black Labrador Retriever mix, a rescued dog, a dog with a mission … did you blink? I know you blinked?
An anniversary today, a sad one. It’s been a year since we lost our dear, sweet Jaxxon. Man’s best friend? Yes. A comfort? Yes. Home-grown amusement? Yes. A frequent topic of conversation? Yes. A warm and fuzzy? Yes. A loving companion? Yes. Do we miss him? Yes, yes, and 
yes again.
We got Jax because of my husband – never had a dog that was just his, wanted one, we got one. I was more hesitant. I’d had ‘my dog’ – Continue reading “There will never be another Jaxxon”
