Cooper….a Belated Introduction
Looking back at my last entry, I realize I casually mentioned Cooper going to doggy day care…it didn’t occur to me until later that I never “properly” introduced Cooper here on LiveJournal!
Back in October of 2011, Frank & I were spending the day in Asheville, NC. His cousin Richie (& wife Jane)’s business, Groovy Garbage, was displaying at a craft show there, so we were going to visit with Richie & Jane, and just walk around downtown Asheville, going in all the cool shops there. So, sometime after lunch, we ended up at Mast General Store. A local animal rescue group had set up outside the entrance with puppies for adoption. As we walked by, someone handed Frank a little white & brown terrier mix to hold. He was part of a litter of 7 pups, and needed a home. Frank would not put him down. I tried to talk him out of it, but next thing I knew we were filling out an application form, including references and your vet’s phone number. I figured we’d turn in the app, and they would call us back during the week, giving me a few days to convince Frank we didn’t need a dog (in addition to the four cats we already have). But really, they just skimmed the app- all we had to do was pay the adoption fee and he was ours. We took him home that day- I rode all the way back from Asheville with him in my lap. We had to stop at PetSmart and buy a collar, leash, dog food, bowl- everything! We had not planned to get a dog, so were totally unprepared.
His name at the shelter was Super. While we were waiting for his adoption paperwork to be finished, I said I wouldn’t want my dog’s name to rhyme with “pooper.” And then immediately, I said “But Cooper would be a really cute name.” So, that was it. Before he was even officially ours, we had decided on a name, and never had a second thought. About a year later we found out that when Cooper and his 6 siblings were born at the shelter, they were named Super, Cali, Fragi, Listic, Expi, Allie and Docius.
Back in October of 2011, Frank & I were spending the day in Asheville, NC. His cousin Richie (& wife Jane)’s business, Groovy Garbage, was displaying at a craft show there, so we were going to visit with Richie & Jane, and just walk around downtown Asheville, going in all the cool shops there. So, sometime after lunch, we ended up at Mast General Store. A local animal rescue group had set up outside the entrance with puppies for adoption. As we walked by, someone handed Frank a little white & brown terrier mix to hold. He was part of a litter of 7 pups, and needed a home. Frank would not put him down. I tried to talk him out of it, but next thing I knew we were filling out an application form, including references and your vet’s phone number. I figured we’d turn in the app, and they would call us back during the week, giving me a few days to convince Frank we didn’t need a dog (in addition to the four cats we already have). But really, they just skimmed the app- all we had to do was pay the adoption fee and he was ours. We took him home that day- I rode all the way back from Asheville with him in my lap. We had to stop at PetSmart and buy a collar, leash, dog food, bowl- everything! We had not planned to get a dog, so were totally unprepared.
His name at the shelter was Super. While we were waiting for his adoption paperwork to be finished, I said I wouldn’t want my dog’s name to rhyme with “pooper.” And then immediately, I said “But Cooper would be a really cute name.” So, that was it. Before he was even officially ours, we had decided on a name, and never had a second thought. About a year later we found out that when Cooper and his 6 siblings were born at the shelter, they were named Super, Cali, Fragi, Listic, Expi, Allie and Docius.