A rambling narrative about my life and my passion, dog rescue.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Happy days, happy dog
His name was Copper, but I was always calling him Cooper. His adopter had the same problem so now he is just called Cooper. We met at the Fluvanna dog park this morning and finalized his adoption. He is doing very well, very willing to please, very fast learner. He loves the dog park, and has made many friends, both human and canine. He smiles at everyone and comes to anyone who calls, regardless of who they were calling. He was very happy to see me when I arrived this morning, and that is always very gratifying, but mostly it's just nice to see him so happy.
1 comment:
BudsBuddy
said...
Good job! It's easy to dwell on the sad outcomes, so take time to celebrate the happy occasions when you can.
This is a blog about my life, which until recently largely revolved around a dog rescue operation. Recently retired, we have moved to France for the next chapter of our lives. I write mostly, but not exclusively, about dogs. I am gay, with a very understanding husband; liberal Democrat; Kansas native and long time Virginia resident. We rescued, fostered, and/or adopted well over a thousand dogs through multiple rescue organizations over the past 25 years, large breed dogs, e.g. German Shepherd Dogs, Great Danes, Rottweilers and mutts. Anyone who voted for or supports the orange TACO turd (or any elected Republican) will please take themselves out with the trash, you are not welcome here.
1 comment:
Good job! It's easy to dwell on the sad outcomes, so take time to celebrate the happy occasions when you can.
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