Man's Best Friend

Well mostly the kids best friend......

Edited to add ** March 30, 1999 to October 12, 2011 **

The first weekend in May of 1998 our family of 4 young children with their parents (that'd be me and the Mr Monkey Butt) walked through PetCo in the town just North of our home. We had purchased our first home in the October previous. Getting a home meant fulfilling a promise to get a dog. We had been looking sporadically for a couple of months and not very seriously as we were taking our time.

As we walked through PetCo we looked at the puppies and dogs they had for adoption. One in particular caught my eye. The kids loved them all. We found out he was found in a drainage with his mom and puppy siblings. He was barely 8 weeks old. He had big puppy dog eyes and a chocolate color.

We named him Coco. Cause I am not creative and he was chocolate.

December 2003

December 2003

He has always been puppy like. He would chase balls before we threw them. He would roll in the leaves, the grass, and the cow pies. He thought the cows that lived in the pasture behind our home were large bath toys for him to chase and play with.

October 2004. The Scooby for my 2 Shaggy Dudes

2005

2005 with his tennis balls. He loved his tennis balls and was considered a ball hog. He would gather them up and keep them all to himself. Once he had like 6 of them and he wouldn't share with the other dogs.

2005 with Tree Monkey's hamster, Tinky, walking on him. He was that gentle.

2007 guarding Oldest's saxophone.

2006 posing, cause he liked his picture taken

December 2008 playing with my cousin

2009 with his squeeky toy. He loved his squeeky toys.

The only dog Sir Pounce A Lot ever liked. But Coco did help raise the kitty.

He loved to eat ice cream cones.
He love balls and squeeky toys.
He loved to see you.
He chased skunks...and lost every time. (BTW- tomato juice DOES NOT work. Baking soda paste does.)
He was terrified of thunder and always ran to me when he heard it. He whined until I petted him and told him it was okay.

Good bye old friend. Your tumor and enlarged liver is too much for you. Go rest and play with grandpa in heaven. Chase balls and not hurt anymore. For we know that all dogs go to heaven.