Nicknames: Coop, Coopy, Chickles, Pumpklin, Noopy, Anoop, and so many more.
Birthday: December 14th 2006
Likes: Walks, FrostyPaws ice cream, toys, and anything that involves releasing energy!
Pet-Peeves: Anyone being near his territory.
Favorite Toy: His teething keys! He has all of his adult teeth but those teething toys still keep him occupied for HOURS.
Favorite Food: Blue Bufflao: Sweet Potato and Fish & his treats: Blue Health Bars & Organic Dog Treats
Favorite Walk: Oh! Around the nieghborhood indeed. We have a beautiful culdesac perfect for walking!
Best Tricks: Probably "sitting," but he is very good at "staying" & "leaving it."
Arrival Story: [The following story is my owner's point of view] I was 11 years old, and oh how I begged my mother each year for a dog. Each year I didn't get one..so when my cake came, everyone knew what I wished for. The fifth of May, 2006, my mother brought me to the mall. I had no idea my dad was traveling to New Hampshire to receive my soon-to-be puppy. I wanted to stay at the mall but my mom wanted to get home. The whole car ride back she was quiet. I walked in the house and was headed towards by bedroom when my mom called "go see dad in the family room!" I walked out there and in a split second my mouth fell to my feet. I was speechless. The only words that could come out of me were "is he mine?" I ran over to the small, sad-looking French Bulldog in a yellow crate sitting in the corner of my family room. I looked at him straight in the eyes and to my surprise he reacted. He slowly lifted his head while I patted him but refused to come out of his crate. I can remember that day as if it were yesterday. And I play that day over and over again in my head. I stayed up..all night. Sitting right next to his crate trying to make him feel as comfortable as possible. 11:00 pm, my body can't take it, but I won't go to sleep. My eyes are focused on the TV, but my mind is still wild about the thought of a new family member. All of the sudden, I see a 17 inch long puppy slowly making his way into my lap and curling up on me. I awed and was the proudest owner that moment. That night I slept right next to his crate and he was so well-behaved. Went right to sleep, didn't cry..perfect. Now what happened?
Bio: [The following information is my owner's point of view] My sweet little angle turned into a devil. But hey, I still love him. Now it's a sock every five seconds and I'm all over the house! HE takes ME for the walks and he is only 27 pounds! He is a fierce and aggressive dog along with protective. Anyone walking by the house gets barked at, and dogs..oh boy, DOGS. He hates them! My little French Bulldog went after an Alaskan Malamute! He isn't afraid of ANYTHING. But I do wish he had some friends. He loves people, could thing we don't have any other pets other than fish!
For a while now, we've been hearing bees chewing through our ceiling but always thought "they can't get in." Well we..were wrong. It was about 2pm and mommy was on the phone with her friend from high school. Ashley was cleaning her room, Janelle was watching tv in the living room, and nana came up to say hi. Me? I was in my crate (yes, I love my crate..actually, I don't have to use it anymore but I chose to because I feel so safe and comfortable in it).
Anywho, nana came upstairs and saw a bee on the window. She didn't know if it was inside or out. She saw it was on the inside and went to kill it when she saw another one right beside it. Mommy came out into the living room and happened to look up. She saw bees coming down from the ceiling and hung up with her friend quick. Ashley grabbed Janelle's hand and took her outside. She had Janelle sit in the driveway while she ran next door to get Heather's daddy because my daddy wasn't home. Mommy quickly checked me and let me outside then she ran back into the living room and held a piece of paper over the whole until Ashley got help. Nana ran downstairs to get duck tape but Mom didn't use it. When mommy took the paper off, about 60 bees came flying out. Heather's daddy sprayed all of the bees, but it wasn't good enough because mommy had to call an exterminator to come that day. They ended up coming at 10pm when the bees were sleeping, and the removed the next which was the size of a BASKETBALL. There were probably about 80 dead bees all over the living room, kitchen, and family room.
Overall, mommy got stung twice, and Ashley got stung once. Although Ashley's sting was from a stray bee that got away and wandered around the house after the traumatic event.
That was scary, but luckily I wasn't stung! The ceiling is getting fixed soon, right now what is covering it is cardboard and painter's tape. The bees won't be coming back to that spot though, because the exterminators put a bee killing dust dispenser up there.
Have any of you seen Hotel For Dogs?! Best..movie..ever! I watched it with Ashley, Janelle, and Melissa. Now, I am making a group called "Hotel For Dogs." Everyone should join it..that is, when it opens. :)
I would occasionally bark or growl at the screen because I saw dogs, but I still loved the movie.
Ashley didn't feel well so she stayed home all day instead of going out somewhere.
I cuddled with her on the couch and she played fetch with me! She took a LOT of pictures too.
Later, she took me outside to play a REAL game of fetch with my tennis ball! Then she discovered five other toys of mine covered in dirt and mud so she grabbed a bucket, put all of the toys in there, and then brought them over to the house. She used a sponge to get the cached on dirt off, and she even washed the bucket because they use the bucket to rinse off their feet before entering the pool.
Every time she would turn around to wash another toy I would dunk my head in the bucket full of water to get my frisbee I really..really...REALLY wanted to play with! I would get so much water up my nose I would take my head out, shake, and get Ashee soaked! She kept laughing at me, BOL.
She put my toys on the pool deck to dry and it was a really bad idea because..1) They could fall into the pool. 2) I wanted to play with them wet. 3) It just rained, so now they are going to take even LONGER to dry. UGH!