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CoCo
My husband and I had been vacationing and called home to check in
with our son who was taking care of things for us. He told me, "Mom,
you have a new puppy. Before you say anything let me tell you that
if I hadn't rescued her she would have been destroyed". What parent
hasn't heard THAT story more than once!
Needless to say the puppy went straight to our hearts the
moment we laid eyes on her. As she grew to adulthood we figured she
was a mix of German Shepard and Golden Retriever - although what
part of the mix her tail might have been escaped us. Her ears were a
joke- one was up all of
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time and the other flopped over to the side. She was probably about
10 to 12 weeks old in 1994 and she lived to see her 12th birthday
this year, 2006. She was only one of many pets we've had throughout
the years, but she certainly had to have been the best dog we'd ever
had. She would invite us to play, she was an excellent watchdog but
was never known to be an indiscriminate barker, she adored children
and she quickly made friends with people who had a fear of dogs, not
to mention very large dogs.
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Weeks Old
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Revised
Nov.
3, 2006
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