Lately we’ve been seeing a whole rash of posts about dogs protecting their families, and it made me realize just how much I’ve missed having a loyal friend in the home. We’ve been without for a few years after my retriever-spaniel Spencer succumbed to old age at 18.
So without further ado, I’d like to introduce the newest member of the family.
This is Cooper. (no relation to Jeff )
He’s 10 months old, part pit, part basset hound, and about as ferocious as a glass of milk When my wife first spoke to the nice people at the shelter, they described him as looking like a big scary fighter (when his tail isn't going 100 wags per minute), but actually being a lovable goofball. She decided right then that he’s just a smaller, furrier version of me, and that he’d fit right in at home.
She was right.