Four years ago today on a farm in Missouri a litter of puppies was born to a beagle named Annie. Now, Annie was the "wife" of a border collie mix named Chief... and the whole happy family belonged to my aunt and uncle!I don't recall how many puppies were in the litter (if I ever knew), but two months later my aunt and uncle were looking for a home for the last little female puppy. You see, she was a timid little thing and the people in their community were looking more for hunting dogs. It was time for our family reunion and my aunt threatened to take the puppy to the reunion to see if someone wouldn't just fall in love with it.
As it happened, our dear ol' doggy of 15 years had passed away the previous Labor Day, so we were on the lookout for a new dog. But not just any dog. We wanted a medium-size, well-behaved family pet who could live in the house and travel with us. When we heard about the little beagle-border-collie puppy we thought that might just be the very one we were looking for! Before the reunion was over we had decided to "adopt" her sight-unseen. (My aunt didn't really take her to the reunion!)
Lyle and my cousin drove over to their home and got her on the last day of the reunion. She was the perfect little traveling companion on the way home. We named her Cookie because her face is black with a white stripe, like an Oreo cookie... and because it's a play on our last name.
We almost lost her as soon as we got home with her, because she contracted Parvo and had to be hospitalized for a week! I blogged about that ordeal back in 2005.
Turns out, she has been the absolute perfect dog for our family. She adores all of us (and she worships Lyle!)... and she loves to go wherever we go! She has silky-soft fur and she is the smartest dog I've ever been around. My aunt says she gets that from her daddy, Chief!
So today we celebrate Cookie's birthday.
No, girls! We aren't going birthday shopping. Nor are we having cake. She's a dog, after all!! A blog post is enough of a celebration!