So you are probably thinking this is the beginning of the end. To be honest with you I didn't think I would get a dog after only being home a few days. It was by chance really- I was talking to a friend of mine about my future truck dog who exclaimed she knew the perfect match. A facebook friend of hers had found a dog and was fostering it until she found a home.
Here is the first picture I ever saw of him:
Well the foster mom was out of town but we got in contact and I agreed to meet Cooper. After a meeting in a driveway at dark I decided I would try him out. I saw really good things- he didn't pull at the end of the leash to get to other people/pets. I had Fletch with me who acted like an idiot and came after me when I tried to coax him out of the car...thus began Fletch's hate of Cooper.
We agreed to meet the next morning and I try out Cooper for a few days. When I brought him home it wasn't instant love for Justin.
Cooper's first ride home
Cooper kept trying to play with Fletch and he was having no part of it. He chased the cats a few times, pooped in the back bedroom, and ate Justin's flip flop- lets just say he didn't have a good first day. That night he barked in the crate but only for about 5 minutes. The next few days continued to be trying- we contemplated many time to take him back.
He made up with Pete the next day.
We had friends, Somer and Steve, visiting that Thursday and decided to wait and see how he did with them and Kiwi (their dog/our niece). The first day they also weren't crazy about him but he and Kiwi became fast friends. For the fourth we went on a hike at Pisgah National Forest- the road was pretty curvy and Cooper was in the back. Lets just say when we were all about to puke from motion sickness he actually tossed his cookies- poor guy! The hike was great and he was a perfect gentleman on the leash! He actually saw across the creek crossings where we had to pick up Kiwi and Fletch (chickens!).
He continued to be a perfect angel until the last day that Somer and Steve were here when I let him go off leash to run with Kiwi. He proceeded to take off and play keep away- damn dog! I had had enough at that point but Justin reminded me my parents were coming home the next day and we wanted to get their opinion. When mom and dad met him I was sold when mom said he was a great dog and when dad obviously loved him.
This week has been fantastic for Cooper he has been a great dog! Monday I did a dental on Star and brought him with me tethering him to the area where I was working and he just was content laying down and chasing flies. He got car sick again so I realized I just got a truck dog that gets carsick on country roads---uhho!
The next day was Coopers day to get really smart- he was getting neutered!!! He did great during the procedure- shoutout to Blue Skies Veterinary Hospital! He came home and was so excited to be home and jumped around and played while we caught up on the Germany game. Yesterday was a full day at the barn doing dentals and with some Dramamine on board he was a much happier camper in the car- again he was an angel at the barn and passed out after a long day at work with me!
I think I got to perfect truck dog but will for sure have some blog updates with funny Cooper stories- the last one being that we tried all week to find the perfect name....we couldn't get one to stick but I started calling him Goober because lets face it that is what he is! So his "real" name is Cooper but he will always be my Goober!
Welcome to the family bud!
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