In Memory of COOPER

Monday, June 9, 2007

Cooper was the handsomest, brightest, most affectionate, brightest/smartest, most fun loving, courageous, strong, positive thinking, generous, playful, kind, gentle and exceptional flashy fawn male Boxer we've ever known (had). He fought a long and hard fight to stay with us longer--his will to live, amazing co operation, trust, love and ability to keep on keeping surely has made him a "hero" to all who were blessed to know him and those who were introduced to him while " Dog of the Day" at Dogster on June 19, 2007. Cooper was not a "quitter"...he kept on doing whatever was asked of him and more...never will there be another "Cooper" with the heart of a Champion like our beloved and loving buddy.

Cooper's problems began without warning or reason on Thurs. May31st, 2007. He simply lost his appetite and refused the food he normally devoured without any help from his family or Vet (Dr. Nicole Perry). Dr. Perry was as surprised as we were to see Cooper, " Cooper, what are you doing here? You're the healthy boy?" She thought he had an intestinal virus, gave him two antibiotics and instructions for his dinner of boiled white rice with boneless, skinless, fat-free chicken breast, and a Peptic AC 20mg to help him digest his dinner. Cooper devoured his dinner and would have eaten more if he could--it was so good and enjoyed. On Friday,June 1st, he seemed to want to cough or spit up but did neither. Sometime during the early morning of Sat. June 2nd, Coop woke me vomiting. Not much but enough to go to the Vets when they opened at 8am. Unfortuately, Dr. Perry was not on call for the Vet Coop never had seen and who did not know him as well admitted. This was the most difficult time for me--leaving my little buddy who had "NEVER" spent more than two hours away from me or his family from the time he arrived and captured our hearts.

On Monday, June 4th we were asked by Dr Thompson to give permission for an exploratory surgery. Cooper could have injested a piece of cloth, plastic, small toy!!!! Later that day he gave us the "bad news" nothing injested----it was pancreastitis!!!! Our only regret was to not aske for a second opinion as we'd do or be encouraged to do before surgery by a medical doctor---that permission will haunt us forever! We didn't know there was such a thing as a Veterinary Surgeon who specialized in Surgery--we hadn't been there before to completely trust permission would have helped our Cooper) From the surgery on Monday to the referral to Dr. Paul Bookbinder on Thurs June 5, 2oo7, Cooper vomited constantly. He was on IV and did seem better when we finally got to spend an hour with him. All that vomiting damaged his esophagas....we will never, ever stop hurting for what our permission put our beloved Cooper though until he met-treated by Dr. Bookbinder.

Cooper did receive a miracle when he met Dr. B....not only did he receive the attention, affection and expertise by the man who would be like a foster-father to Coop for the eight days he was a member in good standing of the Upstate Veterinary Surgical Center, but in his new home- away- from- home! His around the clock 24/7 care by Dr B and his staff was such a consolation to his family...we could (and did) call sometimes several times a day to check on our buddy. Never did we hear anything but love from Dr B and that staff of angels. If it were not for Dr Bookbinder who would not give up and did all he could to heal Coop's esophogas so he could eat and be nourished again, but he became "extended family to Cooper and his family." Dr Bookbinder was a positive and driving force in Cooper coming home on June 15th....he wanted Coop to be home where he'd relax, enjoy and continue to heal. Coop was not only better, Coop bounced back to be the "great sniffer", fun loving, when you can't see him you better go find what he's found or into pup he had always been. Seeing him devour the special foods Dr. B prescribed with gusto, and being able to give him the "ICE cubes he loved" again were two of the good things we'll always be grateful Coop got to enjoy again.

Cooper's follow-up's with Dr B were like old home week....he would get all excited, cock his head from side to side when he heard Dr.B's voice and in this "determined mode to go find his Buddy/Doctor." Cooper the greatest kisser this side of the Mississippi was in heaven when Dr B would greet him with a kiss on his head---talk about the medicine of L-O-V-E !!!! Cooper had a fantastic Attitude, he was Happy, he was not in pain or suffering, he had zeal and a tremendous Will To LIVE......everything necessary to beat whatever it was that invaded his body and was sapping his weight, strength and ability to beat it for the count.

Cooper's last followup with Dr B was the morning he was supposed to be on the road for his family vacation----no one can tell us there are many if any other VET who will come into the office to see a patient before leaving for his well deserved family vacation the way Dr Paul Bookbinder did. Cooper was having a more steady diarreha that Dr. Bookbinder wanted to check---once again Coop ruled the reception area to work his way behind the partition to check out the cupboard and inch his way to the voice of his "Buddy/Doctor". His nubby was on full speed when Dr B came through the door of the examining room....again no signs of distress. Lab work showed everything normal ( his protein level down a tad for caps to bring it back up). We'd continue with his meds and see Dr B on Tursday when he returned. As if he knew or suspected, Coop didn't nose dive until Sunday mid day when he could not keep down the protein or water. He had been scheduled for his colonoscopy at 11:30 on Monday July 9th......Cooper passed to the Rainbow Bridge at ll05 with Jean and myself holding, kissing, touching and helping him go into the light.

Dr Bookbinder was notified by his staff of Coop's passing (we called them with the sad news and for cremation info.) Our hearts were uplifted by this "Angel among us, Dr Paul Bookbinder" who knew exactly how we felt and was there to grieve with us (Cooper was very special to him and the staff too). Without a doubt Cooper took some of our best parts with him!!! Will we ever be the same or as good without him? We don't know or think so. There is an emptiness in our hearts, home and lives that feels like a 200 pound weight draining everything from our hearts and minds---Cooper is at peace and now able to run and play and wait to welcome us when we meet again----we are not as blessed to be here without him.

Cooper was a "once- in -a -lifetime -if -you're - lucky- flashy fawn boxer boy" who was here too short a time but totally and completely gave everything he had in him for you to know he loved you as passionately as you loved him. I can not fathom a good life without him by my side as he's been from that day in November when he arrived to wiggle his way into our hearts and minds. We will be able to laugh at some of the "mis-adventures" of our boy who took great pleasure in investigating, testing, tasting most of the things he saw and felt compelled to put to the test of his incisors, boxer strength and curosity. We have long since thought about the wooden blinds that took months and some budgeting to finally put on the window seat windows----they were beyond repair when Coop needed them moved so he could have his clear vision of the street and anyone daring to walk near or across from his house:), the back of the sofa with the tacked back and hope no one notices the kick pleat missing some thing and now crooked; the decorating books that were gifts and now have the bindings ragged from puppy teething; all those one a pair and mostly brand new shoes he discovered on one of his expeditions to de-heel or open toe; those singed whiskers he lost because he refused to leave the candles alone or remember they made him look somewhat lopsided for one jowl normal and the other bare; Coop had a knack for getting into things when he thought his sitter was busy doing something in another room---he was a magpie, he was destructive, he was trying and mostly superboy strength not to let "naughty boy or Shame" bother him too much. He'd make everything new and good with those boxer kisses you could not resist or stop when he waanted to apologize. Cooper was an original and a never-before----probably never-again heart stealer who just was the joy and spark of something so wonderful nothing really mattered or was more important than having him with us.

From the depths of our souls we sincerely wish you never have to survive an experience with your pet like the six weeks Cooper fought the fight to stay with us and heal and back to his old self that won out. We hope you will know there are Veterinary Surgeons like our Dr Bookbinder who specialize worth every extra penny just as our specialist's are when we need more than a GP to ask for that second opinion when things aren't going as anticipated. For those who sent good thoughts, good energy, prayers and helped celebrate Cooper's Dog for the Day on June 19th...thank you from the bottom of our hearts for the support, caring and love you sent to Cooper. (yes, he did listen to every paw mail and was really interested in all those bones he was getting with the zealies and compliments---he loved all that attention casue he was after all a "super star extraordinaire".
Elaine, Jean, Mark, Marisa and Sasha (Cooper's loving family)

Belated Thanks from Cooper the Dog of the Day for 6-19

Hello to all my Pup Pals and Dogsters who were so nice to send me so many wonderful presents when I became "Dog of the Day." Your kindness, caring, generosity and thoughtfulness really made my day even better (is that really possible when you get to see yourself on the home page and feel like a 'star?')

Getting and staying under the weather took us all by surprise cause I'm the Healthiest Boxer in our house! My Vet (she's so pretty and soft) was very surprised to see me there with a tummy ache. Everyone said I was a real Trooper (funny, I thought that meant fancy hats, tall boots and wearing a badge-gun?) cause I fought whatever the germs were that got into me. I just wanted to be home with my family and Sash who is like a big sister (when she isn't thinking she's my Mom).

Today I got a real good surprise from my Buddy at the Surgical Center, Dr Bookbinder, NO more Peptic AC 20mg or Steroids! We don't know for sure if that will stop the little shaking that was going on in my jowls (didn't bother me but it sure scared my family) or help me gain some of the weight I lost back? Worth the try and we're all in favor of that improvement.

Sash and I have been sleeping together a lot more the last few days, she was a little scared she might roll over on me or to step on me when I first got home. I think we're better now that she know's I won't break. Hope you are all having a good weekend and the nice weather we had today too. We're going to have some really HOT weather this week that is not what anyone wanted.

More soon and thank you again for all the nice things you sent and said---they meant a lot to me and my family. I'll do the same when you're the "Dog of the Day" too.

See ya,
Cooper

We Saw Dr. Bookbinder Today-----Update

Ruff, ruff--I have now lost 20 pounds since 5/31/07....was 85 pounds before all this started to be 65 pounds today. Dr. Bookbinder has increased my special dog food to 3/4's of a can 3 x's a day, we hope that will help me gain some back. The ideal weight for a Boxer like me is 70 pounds, that would give me a much better chance of living a long and full life than if I weighed more or was still 15 pounds overweight.

My stitches are now gone, yeah. It didn't hurt one bit, did I tell you that MY Dr Bookbinder never hurts when he does anything you need done? Nope, he is always really gentle and never-never hurt me. Did I mention he is " MY HERO?" Yep, he sure is because if I didn't come to his hospital and have him taking care of me, I'd be at the Rainbow Bridge!!! And, that is a fact. I'm going to be getting my harness in the next couple days too--that will maybe help me to take little walks every day it's not raining or really, really hot too. I miss those long walks I used to take and can't wait to do them again.

I only have to finish my antibiotics tonight and then I'll only have my steroid pill once a day. Everyone said I'm a real good patient and a fantastic 'fighter' to hardly ever complain (only when I want more food or more water do I bark and nag). Hmmmm, wonder if I'm going to still get those little meatballs so often now that I'll only be taking one pill and 2 Peptic ACs a day? Not sure I want to cut my meatballs down to three! Guess I'll have to bark for them too.

I'm feeling better every day and still doing my long naps like I'm supposed to do several times a day, my family tells me it' s important to do all the things that Dr. Bookbinder said we have to do to help me get all healed. I think that means I have to do my part so my team will know Won and are Victorious?

We are hoping those of you who were thinking good thoughts and good energy for me will please keep doing that another few weeks, and those who are praying for me won't stop just yet. We don't know what will happen when I have taken the last steroid? That's the 'Scary' part we hope will not happen cause I'm normal and back to where I was "healthy" before this all began. I'm going to see Dr Bookbinder again in 2 weeks (yippee) do you think if I bark we will make that a standing appointment? Sure do hope so cause I really and truly do Love him Lots and Lots, know you would too if you ever were in his hospital where the animals are all treated like royalty. My family said some people don't get as good a treatment in a hospital for people as the animals do at the Upstate Veterinary Surgical Center with my Doctor and all the nurses and techs who make sure everyone is feeling better and better til they go home.

More soon and boxer hugs to everyone. Cooper

"Dog Of The Day" Honor and Appreciation

Thank you Dogster for giving me the honor to represent all the Dogster Dogs today. Talk about something to give a house bound Boxer boy something to 'smile' about. Someone almost fell off their chair when they went to Dogster to see me in that place of distinction. Such a nice thing for us all.

Dr. Paul Bookbinder that Specialist/Surgeon in Canasota, NY got me from really, really, really, really so sick no one thought I'd be here much longer to feeling so much better I could go home on Friday, June 15. Boy was I lucky to have him in my corner! And, you should see all the pretty Nurses and Techs who are there 24/7! Got to admit I loved them all and got some very big hugs, kisses and blankies for a good bed from them too. If I ever need to have a surgery thing again....no one but Dr Bookbinder is going to lay their scalpel on me.

Felt really good to be home too...even though no running, no jumping, no bothering Sash to play or letting her bother me to chase her....no treats at all ever! My water is not in the bowl like it was but trickled and Sash gets all the Nutro cause I got special food. Boy did the couch feel good for a nap when I wasn't being pampered on the big bed and getting to have TWO bed pillows not the little one's.

I get to wear this thing that goes under one leg and on my back so my neck is not bothered or hurting from me pulling (you all know I'm a puller most of the time) Can't believe I'm going to be getting to wear a harness sometime or other--no more collars for me! Whew, hope no one think's I'm a sissy in a harness. Ummm, what's a harness anyway?

Dr Bookbinder gave me lots of pills to take with that Peptic AC......that's really a treat cause I get them in a little meatball made of my special dog food, yum. I can handle no treats if I keep getting the meatballs, lol. Oh, did I tell you that I really, really, really LOVE DR. BOOKBINDER a LOT? Yeah, I do cause he not only helped me get better and stay here but is my Friend forever. He's the only Doctor who let me get in his lap and give him Boxer hugs/kisses too... and, I bet not many Doctors will give a Boxer boy with wet lips a kiss back! Boy if you ever get sick and need the Best Doctor/Surgeon, get on the NY Thruway to exit 34 and see Dr. Bookbinder (you can tell him Cooper sent you if you want to)

Thank you all very, very , very much for all the Prayers and the good energy, good thoughts you sent to me and my family and my Doctor. They were just what we all needed when things were no so "hot", and what made everything a lot easier for us all. I hope you will all stay healthy and be safe and most of all know you got a friend named Cooper who loves ya. And, thank you for being my Pup Pals and inviting me to playdates and groups that are so cool.

More soon cause I gotta go eat my dinner now. Hugs, Cooper

Cooper's unexpected VET time

5-31-07 coop saw his Vet, he had been vomiting which for him is unusual. got 2 antibiotic's before we left for what could be an intestinal virus. he'd have boiled white rice and chicken breast for dinner and peptic ac 20mg to help his stomach. his appetite was fine, he loved his dinner to eat w/ gusto

6-1-2007 coop woke me vomiting in the middle of the night.....not much but enough to make him nervous too..it continued for me to bring him back to the vets/there when it opened. his vet was not on duty for him to see the sr who admitted him.

6-2-" " the vet on duty called to tell me coop seemed to be better

6-3-" " sr vet wanted to operate to find the cause of the vomiting...could be he ingested a piece of plastic, cloth, small toy
not what they hoped---he has pancreatitis

6-4-" " IVs and still vomiting

6-5 " " we were allowed to visit for 55 minutes....he was happy to see us and didn't vomit while we were there

6-6- " " vet wants us to take him to a specialist (wish they said that on monday!!!!!

6-6-" " Cooper has his second surgery....pancreatitis confirmed

6-6 " " what a difference a day and vet specialist makes!!! staff there 24/7, we can call as often as we want/need, coop is not vomiting. tissue was sent for analysis (biopsy) with results in about a week. he has IV, meds for his stomach and a mild sedative

6-7-" " we receive a daily/morning update...he's doing better no vomiting

6-8 " " no change except he is stronger, more playful and a joy to all

6-9- " " vomiting started again.....IVs.......more meds and care 2nd to none

6-10" " " "

6-11 " " we visited Coop and it was unlimited time w/him. we lay with him in the middle being stroked/kissed and for it happily asleep. there is HOPE...he had more barium xrays for no hole in espohogus (would have been fatal) and nothing as bad as anticipated. still not eating but only regurginating which is not painful or worrisome. we await the biopsy report for All praying it will be non-cancerous (could be lymph node cancer) and no chemo needed.

6-12-" " grandchildren's turn to visit (teen's) he was happy and wanted his belly-rub to get in position and wait! more himself to be walking around and perkier. all good signs. we'll visit him tomorrow (today)

Coopie has been receiving good thoughts and prayers from dog lovers all on several dog sites...the Power of Prayer has helped him fight hard and somehow make it day by day without additional problems. Please keep him in your prayers that he'll be able to eat and keep it down to come home soon. He is missed by Sasha who still can't understand where he is and why he's not here for boxer play and napping together on her bed.

Cooper to the Rescue

Don't know about you when it comes to S-N-O-W but, I love that stuff. No way to get to the top of those banks in our driveway and yard that are 8' high though. So much snow there is no place for anyone to put it all--that's why it seems to be taking up most of our (my) yard. Sashie being such a chicken hates getting her paws wet, wish she'd just relax and let me chase her instead of standing like a statue.

Well this snow, snow, snow and sub-zero weather sure is not helping the two-legged's in this family. They seem to be having that disease that comes from not enough sun and too much wetness outdoors. Took things into my own paws to do a little something about that by giving them something else to think about......yep, you guessed it I made a mess.

See I have this toy basket that has my favorite toys..B-A-L-L-S and all the nice stuffed one's who had squeakers ( that I seem to have a knack for removing in the first five minutes they're here.) Well the only way to perk up and move about the blood flow to warm hearts and minds is a Mess!!!! The toys were all over the floor so you could hardly see the carpet,,,boy oh boy I sure wish all you Pup Pals could have seen it. The Non who is here with us the most happened to get off the computer for the phone and saw it.....WOW!!! She was surprised I had the entire basket on the floor and found a couple of the toys I had when I was a little guy. She laughed and laughed at how nice I put them in order and surprised me with a real big hug for cheering her up on a gray day.

We left the stuff out so everyone could see my handiwork...my sib said I was a real rescue dog who knows how to make everyone smile and laugh and feel better in spite of the weather. She said I'll be one fantastic Therapy Dog when I quit fooling around to behave and focus on what I'm supposed to do. (How do I tell the kid I know what to do, it's make the children laugh and hug me).

Oh-oh...someone is calling me in a rather loud voice---think they found out I'd been on the bed again and sorta messed up all their pillows trying to find a comfy spot for my nap. Are you allowed on the beds at your house? If you are, please tell me how you managed that one cause it's off limits to me.

More later, your friend Coopie

A Coopie Adventure

Boy was I a naughty boy when I was a young pup....someone I love called me "the wrecking crew" for the damages I did without trying. I'll share some so you can see how much I've grown into a fine young man and out ot those terrible two's in puppyhood.

We have a big triple windown in the Nonna's space that faces the street. It's a big windowseat that enables me to see way to the school which is on the block on the other side of the across the street neighbor's yards. I like it there cause I can watch and growl/bark at people who are walking by.Boy you should see how fast they walk when they hear me. They can't see me up here in the window :-) It's a good thing the people who walk by know this house is being protected by two very big and good looking boxer's.

The first problem was when I didn't like those new wooden blinds to one day " destroy" them----yep, all three were put out in the recycle box after I finished with them. The Nonna say's she's taking $300 out of my first paycheck for those blinds I destroyed----sure hope I can find a job to pay her.

My teething was not very nice either....right under her seat (behind where she sits, I chewed that ruffle and corner of the sofa I nap on .. Oh she being a handywoman got out her toolbox to work on it so it's not that evident....what made her really yell was me doing it quite a few times!!!! I can only say that wood felt good on my gums once I reached it and moved that heavy material out of the way. Sure takes all the fun out of teething when you get restricted to your bed for a few afternoons! Oh how I hate "time out" !!!

What really got her "MAD'' was the time I hit her bookcase while she was in my brother's room cleaning!!! I chewed the top bindings of several of her big decorating books---worse they were the one's my bro and sis have given her. Really confusing me was what was such a big deal out of a paper book? Oh sure the covers were hard and there were lots of picutres it them but a book is a book . Whoa, was she not happy!!! Told me if I didn't keep my mouth off her stuff I'd be sitting on the deck in my crate no matter what weather it was. I hate a crate even more than those dumb squirrels who run across the fence or jump through our trees where we can't catch them. Do you think they bite or scratch like kitties do if they're caught?


Did a few little things that weren't so bad and forgotten a whole lot faster than the "destroyed and never the same stuff". Wish she'd stop telling people about my puppy days of raising people's blood pressure with these stories. They don't give me a very good reference for playdates.

Time to get another drink of cold water and hint it's almost dinner time. You probably know we have to remind our families when we're thirsty, hungry or want a treat to tide us over til our next meal. Sometimes it's hard work being the family "pet"----I think that means our family loves us a whole lot and a lot more than they love some people and things like doing dishes or working in the yard or shoveling snow.

Take care Pup Pals ---more soon. Adios, Coopie










Oh-Oh, gotta run before she decides my teeth need brushing too (Sashie just got her's done and her ears checked--two of the things I don't like at all but not as bad as getting my manicure.) Stay outta trouble Pup Pals ---more soon. Hugs, Coopie

Coopies Exercise Adventure

Hey there, Coopie here. Today I think we'll talk about 2 legged exercise and what not to do to help them and the things we can't do with them.

Don't know about your house and family in regards to that " making lifestyle changes that are healthier"? This group sure is taking the exercise thing to the nth!! If it's not the oldest Nonna doing this crazy step and walk and whatever it is she's doing with some loud lady on the tv screen (this is not my fav since the walking and panting and moving in a box step sorta way gets me in trouble for being in the way or too close while I'm following along)....it's the Mommy doing all sorts of stuff they call "pilates and weight training"...let me tell you it's dangerous to mess around with those weight things that are pretty colors but h-e-a-v-y!!! Only one I like is the one that has ice water in it and easy for them to hold while they're jumping around to sweat (yuk). I'm not sure which one of these ladies is worse??? Guess it has to be the Mommy one who seems to go for longer and more often!!

The sibs (yep both a bro and sis who are always playing a sport or doing that practice thing somewhere if they're not doing the game thing that bans me unless it's outside and there're hitting little balls with a stick or kicking bigger ones with their feet or heads.) You'd think they'd know we're family to allow us inside the school gym wouldn't you? Jeeze, we aren't babies and don't have accidents or anything. Well those two do something that sure taught me not to go near it ever when it' s moving and they're running on it.....I got on it when I was really a little guy to go flying off and across the bedroom quicker than I could yell, "help".

Only thing that they hold against me is drinking from their bottles if they happen to be within my reach or busting that big ball they roll or lie on----it sure was fun trying to get some of it in my mouth and a blast of air when it died. They also try to close the door or gate me to the misery of watching their work-outs (now tell me who'd want to work-out when it's so hard and makes them sweat so much???? Not we boxers, that's for sure.

More soon......someone is calling and I think it must be they need me or are going to ask " who did this!!!" again. bye for now, Coopie

The "Kitchen" adventure

Hi there, Cooper here to tell you about the time I was left at home w/Sashie while the family went to my (2 legged) sisters graduation.

Don't know if I told you when I was a young pup, I hated to be left alone. No, you can't count Sashie with me as not alone becasue she usually wants to to straight to the new sofa and sleep while I'm alone to my adventures.

While the family was away, I decided that big azalea plant my Mom had on the kitchen windowsill needed to be checked out!! Getting it down was easier than getting it and the soil back in the pot before the family got home......don't have to tell you it was from one end of the kitchen through to the living room and the biggest mess you'd ever want to see.

As if that wasn't enough inspection, I found a box of four light bulbs..... I'm a great fan of "balls/bulbs" they are one of my fav toys. Well no one told me that light bulbs don't bounce!!! They also break pretty easy when you're trying to carry one in your jowls!! Yes-------I did eat some of them and can tell you they have no taste as all and don't get tastier with you boxer drool either.

Since that wasn't nearly enough to inspect, I found the coolest and brand new scale to weigh the stuff ladies eat when they're trying to keep their figure. It sure was a hard thing to open, but I did )may have ate the nut holding it together without wanting or knowing it? Can only tell you it was totally useless after I finished with it!!!!

From there I needed to check out the basket with pot holders and dish cloths/towels.......let me tell you they were not as pure white after I used them tryin to pick up the plant soil, glass, scale pieces and other cool stuff I found in the kitchen that were just papers and that kinda stuff. Think their was a cook book or something like that for the pictures of food that fell apart in my mouth/jowls. Boy do I wish they left a pet sitter with me so they could watch me and be sure I didn't get into the stuff that's off limits.

When the family came home , there were some horrific screams from them all!! You'd think I did something evil or bad from the way they were carrying on. And, Sashie was no help at all!! She is quite sneaky and what my sib's call a "brown nose" for never being the one caught doing anything she's not posed to ! She stayed in the living room pretending to sleep through all that loud screaming and I think crying----made me be the "bad guy" when I was just trying to have some fun to pass the time they were gone.

Uh oh...gotta go before they see I'm near the computer and tell me " Coopie how many times have I told you this is not one of your toys?" Back soon to tell you about another adventure --- think I have a whole bag of them to share with my "pup pals". Bye for noe, Coop xoxo

A Cooper Adventure

Hi there, Cooper here. I was reminded of the time I got into my two legged sib's jjuice boxes and made a big mess in the kitchen with the one I finally got opened (you'll see the evidence in that photo on my page with the RED mouth).

I was not a puppy to be left alone becasue I seemed to find trouble as fast as it seemed to find me. The two legged kids were supposed to be puppy sitting me but were having too much fun in the living room w/their Xbox to know where I was or what I was getting into!!! As the "Mommy" said when she walked in and saw me....."wasn't anyone checking to see what Coopie was doing or worried when he was so quiet?" She was not happy about cleaning up a bunch of those darn little boxes w/straws that are of no use to puppies, I don't think I'd seen her laugh and cry at the same time til then.

Well I got cleaned up (although some of my flashy white area's and paws did stay quite red for several days) and made a quick run up the stairs to the "Nonna" who seems to have more patience or just know's boxer puppies are a lot of fun.

I survived this adventure which was not the worse thing I'd done when just a little guy who loved to have fun. More next time if you promise not to tell the "Mommy" I'm bragging about the puppy adventures with a lot of roaring laughter now that I'm a teenager and more responsible. Take care and see you soon, Coopie