Cooper 09-444

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Please welcome Sir Cooper into the Ragom family. The shelter thought he was 10 years old but he has seen 4 vets now and they all guess him to be around 8 years old. He is by far the most “regal” looking golden I have ever fostered but that title does not match his personality at all. Cooper is one big goof! Did I say BIG? He is a whopping 100 pounds and definitely needs to lose some weight. I think with some exercise and some good “lite” food he will have no problem taking this weight off. Already I have taken 2 pounds off him and I just got him Saturday. The green beans did not go over too well nor did the carrots. He LOVES popcorn and cereal.He LOVES to walk but a gentle leader is a must. He does not like it, but when he gets going on his walk he forgets all about it. I need to be diligent in having him wear it and in no time he will become accustomed to it.

He has been vetted and almost given a clean bill of health. He has a case of hookworms which we are treating and also a lick granuloma which appears to be something he has had for quite some time. We would like to get it cleared up though.  He is not a good candidate for a traditional cone so I have some awful tasting stuff that I put on his leg when I am gone or we are sleeping.  So far it seems to help. We just need to break the cycle and it should heal.

Cooper has a beautiful coat. Deep red with gorgeous feathering in the back. He is a dream to bathe and loves to be brushed.  He also LOVES people.  He follows me everywhere. If I happen to scold him for something (like licking his leg) he will immediately go to my husband with “The Look”.  As if he were abused.  Funny boy!

He gets along with all dogs and even lived with a cat at one time.  He does seem to be prey driven so those pesky squirrels really know how to tweak him.

If you are looking for an energetic 8 year old and are willing to help him get this weight off, he could be the boy for you. Honestly, he is such a BIG, silly boy!

 

At a Glance #09-444

Golden Retriever Born: October 2001
Male 100 lbs

Status: Adopted

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Please welcome Sir Cooper into the Ragom family. The shelter thought he was 10 years old but he has seen 4 vets now and they all guess him to be around 8 years old. He is by far the most “regal” looking golden I have ever fostered but that title does not match his personality at all. Cooper is one big goof! Did I say BIG? He is a whopping 100 pounds and definitely needs to lose some weight. I think with some exercise and some good “lite” food he will have no problem taking this weight off. Already I have taken 2 pounds off him and I just got him Saturday. The green beans did not go over too well nor did the carrots. He LOVES popcorn and cereal.He LOVES to walk but a gentle leader is a must. He does not like it, but when he gets going on his walk he forgets all about it. I need to be diligent in having him wear it and in no time he will become accustomed to it.

He has been vetted and almost given a clean bill of health. He has a case of hookworms which we are treating and also a lick granuloma which appears to be something he has had for quite some time. We would like to get it cleared up though.  He is not a good candidate for a traditional cone so I have some awful tasting stuff that I put on his leg when I am gone or we are sleeping.  So far it seems to help. We just need to break the cycle and it should heal.

Cooper has a beautiful coat. Deep red with gorgeous feathering in the back. He is a dream to bathe and loves to be brushed.  He also LOVES people.  He follows me everywhere. If I happen to scold him for something (like licking his leg) he will immediately go to my husband with “The Look”.  As if he were abused.  Funny boy!

He gets along with all dogs and even lived with a cat at one time.  He does seem to be prey driven so those pesky squirrels really know how to tweak him.

If you are looking for an energetic 8 year old and are willing to help him get this weight off, he could be the boy for you. Honestly, he is such a BIG, silly boy!

 

Updates

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

DB here. There’s a saying “When mama’s not happy no one is happy”. That’s what’s going on in fostercare today. FM says I crossed the line. We played as always as soon as she got home. When she says that’s enough, I usually lie in the kitchen and watch her make dinner. Tonight I chose to lick my leg (I have that lick granuloma that we are working on) even though she told me numerous times to stop. Supper was in the works and she began to put things on the table.

Well, that brown bear from Saturday night was back at it again. It was so tempting, I just could not help myself. A little piece of steak, and a roll was all I had time to grab. Rumor has it I now have to lie on my bed in the dining room when they eat dinner. I thought she’d cut me some slack this week but that’s what I get for thinking. Then she was clearing the table and had the garbage can on the chair. I merely stood up to see if I could check out what was in there. Needless to say……Mama’s not happy.

I’ve enclosed a picture so you can see how tempting that garbage can would be for a tall boy. And then one of me being oh so good. I think it will be early to bed tonight.

Hoping for a better day tomorrow. Did I mention I was hungry?

 

Sunday, November 8, 2009

DB Cooper here checking in. I know I have been so lax updating you on the important happenings in my life. I had a couple invites (Thanks Karen and Diane) to go to homes with fenced in yards so I can play a little fetch. Both times I had female goldens to compete with but there were plenty of balls for all of us. Everyone is amazed at how fast I move for such a big guy. Actually I think I may have lost some weight and FM even thinks that I have just an inkling of a waistline. I hope so. This being hungry is killing me.

FM was playing detective this week and learned a few things about me. First off, I can counter-surf. We had company last night and with that comes goodies. FM had no clue I would stand up and help myself. Chex mix, cookies, cheese and crackers, even chips and dip. I did not nearly get enough before getting caught but I heard FM say she had to laugh. From behind I looked like a brown bear standing at our dining room table. Wide load? What’s that? Along with that came a lot of chuckles from FD. Hmmmm… Laughs at my expense?  Also, I’m a shhhhh (quiet)….. poop eater. Don’t say it too loud. By no means does FM laugh about this. In fact it rubs her a little the wrong way. I’ve noticed she is not so accepting of my kisses to her face anymore. She’s going to miss me.

And now the best news of all!! I’m adopted! I am going to have my own home in Eagan with a Mom and a Dad and a furbutt niece named Reilly. She is just a little thing and likes to be boss. I don’t care. As long as I have humans to pet me and love me and a few tennis balls to catch, I am one happy boy. I’ll have a fenced in yard and a neighbor dog named Gadget to talk to. Us boys need to stick together. Stay tuned for the “Cooper moving on saga.” There won’t be a dry eye in the place. They love me you know.

 I’ll be moving on this weekend. Hopefully we will have a non eventful week upcoming.

Stay tuned

DB Cooper

Sunday, November 1, 2009

HEY…. It’s Cooper checking in. I see FM has not kept you in the loop so I thought I would take a stab at it. I lie at her feet all the time while she is at this machine, how hard can it be? The hardest part was getting my bottom on the chair. HE HE

FM has learned so much about me this past week. I now am given total free roam of the house. She was worried at first that I would chew one of Clohe’s toys inappropriately and digest it but that has not happened. It helps that she has most of them on the kitchen counter! I never chew things I shouldn’t but I do like to de-stuff a toy once in a while and she is afraid that I will eat it. Something about that big back end? Come on.. Be nice.

I have a nick name here. They call me DB Cooper. Evidently this guy named DB made off with a lot of money and then it was never recovered. I heard them say they thought I bought food with it. Something tells me I should be offended but oh well!

I was invited over to a friend's house yesterday and they have a fenced in yard. You ask FM how amazing I am with a tennis ball. I play fetch and bring it back and talk about fast? I am quick. I also jump up in the air and catch that ball midair. FM could hardly believe it. I can do this for hours. A tired dog is a good dog you know. I have a lot of energy but can chill when you want me to also. FM said it should not take long for me to lose weight at all if I enjoy that game so much and can go to a home with hopefully a fenced in yard.

I have many more stories to tell but I have to go now. I hear Clohe squeaking the snake so it might be time to play tug. They say “Gentle Cooper” I know I remember. Clohe loves her snake so I cannot ruin it.

If you would like to meet me and check out my talents please let your placement advisor know. Hope you have a few tennis balls on hand.

Cheers..

DB COOPER