I wanted to take a minute today to celebrate the furry love of my life, Cooper! He turns 8 today which is mind boggling to me.
He came into my life at a whooping 3 lbs (mainly of fluff) and has been my best bud through lots of life's ups and downs.
He's been there through break ups, and the start of my relationship with MG. He won over my dad's heart when he was a puppy with his tail wiggles (that sometimes turned into whole body wiggles). He makes everyone who meets him pretty much fall in love with him (even people who aren't huge dog/animal people), because he's the sweetest pup there ever was.
When I say he's my doggy soul mate, I mean it. I can't imagine my life without this little poof of white. The tail wiggles when I walk in the door after work. The dog who skips when he goes on his walks. The one who scrambles across the room when he hears the cheese drawer open, or goes into crazy dog mode when we put a new trash bag in the trash cans. The dog who drops to his back and shows you his belly, the second you even look like you might bend down to pet him.
You've been with me through some really happy moments in life, and some really sad ones, and I've always found comfort in this little face who always knows when I need a cuddle.
Happy 8th birthday, Cooper! Here's to 8 more! We love you!!!