Thursday, 6th of October, 2005. a day like any other.
For this family however, it was aday mixed with sadness and
relief.
Sadness because we had to say goodbye to a dear friend, and relief
because he was no longer suffering from the symptons of his
illness.
I of course speak of our beloved dog Coco.
Coco was one of a kind. he was the kind of dog who was friendly with
anyone and would rather lick you to death than bite.
But, he was more than that. he was the beginning, middle and end of
our universe. he was Sam's companion while I was at work and my welcome
home at the end of the day.
Coco before he fell ill was always quick to play, go for a walk,
chase the odd cat, run off, bark at thin air and generally be the loving
dog we knew him as.
Oh yes, there was always dropping the obligatory terd on the
neighbour's front lawn, letting rip with a nose hair burning fart and
giving us back the love we showed him 100 fold.
It is always a sad thing to loose a pet, but Coco was more than a
pet to us, he thought and we agreed for the most part he was a human in
a dog's body.
Coco brought 11 years of joy to our lives. We had our moments but
what family doesn't?
I'm sure that now he's looking down on us here, munching on chicken
necks, eating chocolates, being fed chewbars and generally endearing
himself to everyone he comes across.
Coco our dear baby boy, you will be sorely missed. you captured our
hearts and took them with you when you embarked upon the next great
adventure. we take heart in the fact we got to know and love you and you
us and we thank god for every second you were here with us.
We'll meet up with you again one day I'm sure, but know that no
matter where you may be now, we won't ever stop loving you.
This page has been put here so that you may know our special friend
too. Please feel free to have a cry, email the page to a friend, or do
both at once.
Now, here's a picture of our bestest friend ever.
On the 30th April 1994, we got a new bundle of Joy, eventually named Coco. For a few days he was named No-frills cause we couldnt think of a name which suited him.
He was tiny. We were told he was a maltese cross.... cross with what...we never found out. As he got older, he forgot to stop growing and ended up being about 3 times the size of a normal maltese. Didnt matter to us, he had the personality that nobody could resist. He was the biggest sook of a dog i knew. He loved to cuddle and smooch as soon as you got in the house and had to spend at least 5 minutes saying hello. He would litterally push you over and put his paws around your shoulders and pin you down till he had said his hello.
I would usually come home and find something destroyed, a teddy bear here (with all the stuffin everywhere), a frizbee chewed there. Not to mention any food that was at his level... it was his. He got so much pleasure out of ripping up soft toys, chewing off their eyes and noses and pulling their stuffing out.
His other passion was Frizbee's. Only had to say, who wants to play frizbee and he was out the door waiting for you to throw it. We always had to have 2, throw one, go and catch it and coax him back with the other one, he would eventually bring it back all chewed and worse for wear. But it didnt matter, seeing the happiness and joy in his face and the wag in his tail was all that i wanted to see.
Coco was always there for me, when i was down and sad, he knew. He Would come and sit with me, give me a cuddle and lick away my tears. Coco was more than just a pet to me. He was my best friend. And always will be. I could talk to him and always make me feel better by doing something to take my mind off whatever was wrong, even if it was by farting.
He knew what you were talking about to him and i'm sure if he could, he would of talked back to you. He was always looking out for me especially when i was sick. And I am certain he is looking out for me still today. Coco had never been sick through out his life. If he didnt eat his schmako's, you knew he was sick. He was addicted to them, and chocolate. So seeing him get older and then find out he had Cushing's disease, it was heart breaking. Seeing your best friend slowly wasting away from his healthy self was extremely hard to watch.
He was 11 years and 7 months. It would have been too much for him to put him thru all the tests and treatment. He was with us for another 2 months after he was diagnosed. We spoiled him to bits and enjoyed every last moment we had with him. Tho that will never be long enough. You will always be in my heart Coco, I think of you and feel you around me every day. I know your up there looking after us, playing with Smokey, Tiffy and bubbles and having the time of your life pain free. Loosing you was like loosing a big part of me. I will always love you with all my heart. This quote sums up how i feel about Coco. My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am.
I would like to say a big thank you to a few special people who have helped me personally after loosing Coco. First of all my parents. For being there and always supporting me, showing me how much you love me.
Shaun for always giving me a shoulder to cry on and for this wonderful page. Sunni, you are always there for me, whenever i needed someone to talk to and know how i really felt even without having to say. I would have been lost without you.
Joe0x38, you always know what to say and how to make me laugh and
smile. Always giving me great advice and guidance. Ivory, dangles,
Omni and SecretSquirrel,
always being there for me to have a shoulder to cry on and let me ramble on and giving me heaps of hugs.
^Sydney, giving me lots of valuable advice and listening and understanding how i felt. Bozo and Gail, the kindness you both showed in making the scrapbook of Coco, i will always have something so special to remember him by and treasure. And to everyone else at SoundsNWaves Network, you all have been such a great support to me with your friendships, you are all special people and treasure the moments we have shared.
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