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Cooper's Story

Favorite Stories and Memories of Cooper

  • Cooper came from an Akita rescue center I found in Eastern Kansas. It is run by Randy and Susan Long. They accept rescue Akitas and help rescue them from puppy mills. When I arrived, there must have been about 18 Akitas in outdoor kennels to choose from. As I walked up and down the kennels, this one big guy kept running over to get as close as possible to me. He would jump up on the fence and look me straight in the eye. No matter which other dogs I looked at, this guy was always as close as possible. This was my introduction to Cooper, he picked me out.

  • Bringing Cooper Home
  • A friend had ridden along to help me handle getting a new dog and bringing him home. We left the rescue center on a Sat. afternoon and got about half way across Kansas before deciding to stop, get a motel and finish the next day. So, a Holiday Inn was picked to host us. I had been told Akitas are very adept escape artists, but having been around dogs all my life, that didn't mean too much. I decided it was time to get dinner after getting settled in, walking and feeding Cooper. So, heading for the door, I found out what being an escape artist was all about. He shot between my legs, bulldozed the door open and was off down the hall. Here I am, chasing him through hallways, him thinking this is a great game. Finally he heads for the dining area and I can just see all these people as he heads for food. Luckily the kitchen caught his attention first and the smell of meat brought him there. I and a couple of the kitchen staff were able to corner him until I caught him. Thank goodness they had a great sense of humor.

  • Meat
  • I found out very quickly about Cooper's idea of proper food. To him, the only food worth eating was meat and the four types he liked were beef, pork, chicken and pizza, any of which was worth losing his life over. One night, I had cooked a couple of small steaks for myself. When finished, I set them on a plate to cool, as far back on the counter as possible. I grave Cooper his food and went to wash up as he was eating away. When I came back, he was standing by his bowl, it was licked clean. I looked at my plate on the counter, it was also licked clean. I yelled at Cooper and he promptly looked me straight in the eye and burped. Now I understood his opinion of meat.

  • Cooper and Walks - From Sister Annette
  • Don't forget how he laughed at me. The first time, he escaped out the garage door. "Oh, he'll come when you call." Yeah, right! He had this 'wonderful' knack of turning around and looking me square in the eye, then grinning and taking off. I followed for a while, but when I realized that wouldn't work, I went back to get the truck. I followed him down someone's sidewalk and onto their back deck, thinking I had him cornered. He found an escape between two pillars and took off again. Fortunately, he recognized the truck at the front of the house and stopped so that I could let him in.

    The second time (yes, there was a second time), he zipped past me through the front door. I followed, and followed, and followed............ and followed. He maintained about a two block distance in front of me, looking back now and then with a very large grin. I finally got smart and turned my back to him, even started to head back home. He turned back, too. Aha! My plan was working! I sat down on the steps at the end of a sidewalk and he walked past, just beyond my reach, and off down another block, again with a huge grin. Some friendly neighbor drove by and asked if that was my dog. I said no, but I was suppose to be taking care of him. I then asked if he could maybe catch Cooper. Of course, Cooper likes a new friendly face and went right up to the gentleman. Finally, I had him and we went home. After that, Cooper had a leash on and firmly in my hand before I even thought of opening any doors.

  • Cooper and the Martial Arts
  • One Saturday morning I took Cooper to my martial arts class with me. He had a vet appointment after class and I didn't have time to go home and get him. He was well trained I thought, so all will be well. He got a walk before going in to empty out and then settled down on a rug in a "sit stay". Class started and all was going well through the exercises and such. Then started the training drills where there is a certain amount of physical contact (we whacked each other). When my partner started on me, Cooper immediately jumped up and started out to investigate what was going on. To this day, I can't remember who my partner was, but I remember the look of someone who had just seen death walking his way. So ended Cooper's martial arts career.
  • Thought from Friends of Cooper

    Thoughts and memories that have come in from friends who knew Cooper.

    • Friend Bob O.
      We're sooooooooo sorry Dave. We know how much you loved him.

    • Friend Linda K.
      Thank you for sharing Cooper, David!

    • Friend Danny Y.
      I am so sorry to learn of Coppers passing. He was a great guy. You have my must sincere sympathy and condolence. It is so hard when a family member passes on. I know he waiting for you at Rainbow bridge. May God comfort your heart at this difficult time.

    • Friend Debbie T.
      My thoughts are with you and cooper. It is so hard to let go of someone we love even when it is the right thing to do. I believe that all animals that have committed themselves to humans go to heaven, what ever that may be we know from teachings of the great master that it is a place of eternal and abundant life. He is young and healthy again!
      PS he is probably chasing my cat Ringo!

    • Sitting Service Melinda.
      What a beautiful tribute to Cooper. I know that you must be having such a horrible time with the loss of Cooper. The other pet sitters and I are devastated by the sad news too. (I'm sure they have some stories to share about Cooper.) But what just kills me is to know how heartbroken you are. Not long ago, I was in the same spot you are in now when we said good bye to our St. Bernard. It's so very tough to go through.
      Here is one of my favorite "poems":
      Just A Dog
      From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a dog," or, "that's a lot of money for just a dog." They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for "just a dog." Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just a dog." Many hours have passed and my only company was "just a dog," but I did not once feel slighted. Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by "just a dog," and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a dog" gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.
      If you, too, think it's "just a dog," then you will probably understand phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise," or "just a promise." "Just a dog" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust, and pure unbridled joy. "Just a dog" brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better person. Because of "just a dog" I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future. So for me and folks like me, it's not "just a dog" but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment. "Just a dog" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.
      I hope that someday they can understand that it's not "just a dog" but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being "just a woman." So the next time you hear the phrase "just a dog." just smile, because they "just don't understand."~ Anonymous

    • Friend Randi W.
      What sad, sad news. Cooper was such a fine dog and wonderful companion for you. I know that you will have such a big hole in your life without him. I also know what a wonderful home and safe haven that you provided for him. My heart and thoughts are with you,

    • Daughter Tracy
      The tribute is great. I can't stop crying. Crying for your loss and his but also for all the great memories. I could just see Cooper licking his chops from eating you dinner.

    • Nephew Jason
      I am sorry to hear about your lose. I never had the chance to meet Cooper, but everyone has said what a wonderful dog you had. I am sure he brought you much joy, and thus fulfilled his purpose. It is always hard to lose a companion.

    • Friends Gerry and Carol C.
      I know this isn't much to give at this time but I wanted to give you support and let you know how I perceived Cooper. Cooper was family, I enjoyed visiting him as much as you. He had such a presence and his personality made him one of the most unique creatures I have ever befriended. When he focused his attention on me I felt as if I was given a special gift by him; and that somehow I had to figure out what his regal self wanted from me so I could please him. You were truly blessed to have had Cooper in your life-especially when you needed a constant friend with all the changes you had to go through. I sort of think God put the two of you together because it was a natural fit for both of you. Cooper now is in another place where he can be himself and be eternally young while he watches over you as enter a new phase of your life. I will miss seeing him and will remember him with fondness.
      Carol says she had always felt welcomed by Cooper and believes God had sent him to you for a special reason and that if we are all lucky enough to get to visit doggy heaven we will have a wonderful time visiting our lost friends.

    • Former Sitter Robbie W.
      Please except my sincere sympathy over your lose of dear Cooper. Even though I have not worked for Melissa for awhile- she would call on me to care for Copper- mostly over holidays. I happen to live on Grey Wolf- so I am near by and could walk over to visit Cooper. I remember spending last Christmas with Cooper. On Christmas Day, I went to get Cooper and brought him over to my house to visit the family. He was always so well behaved. We enjoyed some wonderful snowy walks on the golf coarse. We also enjoyed a wonderful full moon walk. My last time with Cooper he was really struggling and I had to help him up the back steps. But he loved his walks and I so enjoyed taking him.
      Our pets are such wonderful members of our families. We are so blessed to have them come into our lives and then leave us with such great memories.
      Please find peace in your memories of time spent with beautiful Cooper. He will be missed.

    • Friend Chris B.
      I'm so sorry to hear about Cooper. He really was a cool dog. So mellow and sweet. I know you'll miss him terribly. Like you said, sometimes you just have to make the right decision for your dogie. As hard as it may be to make, you know it's the correct thing to do.

    • Friend Judy T.
      We were just speaking of old Coop not 2 days ago. Maggie and I send our sincere condolences. He was something! I was at my folks just this week. Granny was sick and called me home. Mom was speaking of having met Cooper at your Mom's when you brought him with you for a holiday. Mom, of course thought Cooper was a special dog,which he was. And you took awfully good care of him to the end, I am sure of it. Kinda like the loss of a kid, but you can replace the dog. :-} There must be pictures of Cooper and Maggie somewhere. He was her favorite boyfriend. Maggie has slowed down a bit. Hearing and vision not good. Hips not bad. She can still run. Slows down quicker up at 9000 ft. Anyhoo,I'm lucky to still have her. And my heart goes out to you for the loss of Cooper.

    • Cousin Priscilla
      I'm so sorry about your loss. I know dogs and sometimes cats are just like people and very much a part of us. I will think of you a lot as you go through all this. Hang in there!!

    • Friend Pam
      Ode to Cooper
      You were the Dog among Dogs, the King of Kings!
      Your gentle lumbering body, your sweet eyes, your beautiful fur.
      You were STRONG, yet so mild.
      Patient and tolerant of us adult humans, you gave such loyalty and respect!
      Oh, Cooper, your master loved you so well, you obeyed his "Fooey" and stayed true- yet you had your flings and wonderings too - go & go & go and always you came Home.
      Tolerant of cats, neurotic dogs and flaky humans, you were happy.
      I will never forget your Royal charismatic charm - May you rest in content in dog heaven, never to fall again
      You will be remembered well ....