K8IE
Boxer Insane
That one dog can be so much like another???
When Killian died, it was like a part of me died with him. Call me overly emotional or a wierdo, but it is true. He was mine and my husand's first "kid". He was on of those "soul mate" dogs. The ones that you just bond with to the extreme and love so much it hurts.
When we decided we were ready for another dog, we obviously knew we could NEVER replace Killian, and had no earthly intention of trying. We just knew that we wanted another Boxer baby to love. We started our research and found a great breeder that had a litter available. We filled out apps, sent references and photos, and interviewed over the phone with the breeder , and after being approved, we drove to Chicago to pick up our new family member. I have to admit, when we drove from the hotel to the breeder's house, I was a nervous wreck, wondering on the way there what this new puppy would be like, and if we were making a mistake in getting another pup so soon.
I am being completely honest when I say as soon as I picked Cooper up and held him, I knew that he was going to be an awesome dog. I just knew. So did my DH. I met his grandfather and his mother and I just cried right there. We made the right choice. This was our puppy.
Ever since we brought Coop home, he has proven to me every day that we made the right decision. I believe that Killian sent him to us. How else could it be explained? He has the same sweet and loving demeanor. He has the same mannerisms and habits. He comes to me so sweetly and calmly, and, laying his head in my lap, lets out the most contented sighs and looks into my eyes just like Killian did.
I am just so thankful for him and for Killian. If not for Killian I would never have known the love of a Boxer, of a canine best friend. And if not for Cooper, I would never have known that even after the pain of losing such a great friend, that a friendship like that can be found once again...
When Killian died, it was like a part of me died with him. Call me overly emotional or a wierdo, but it is true. He was mine and my husand's first "kid". He was on of those "soul mate" dogs. The ones that you just bond with to the extreme and love so much it hurts.
When we decided we were ready for another dog, we obviously knew we could NEVER replace Killian, and had no earthly intention of trying. We just knew that we wanted another Boxer baby to love. We started our research and found a great breeder that had a litter available. We filled out apps, sent references and photos, and interviewed over the phone with the breeder , and after being approved, we drove to Chicago to pick up our new family member. I have to admit, when we drove from the hotel to the breeder's house, I was a nervous wreck, wondering on the way there what this new puppy would be like, and if we were making a mistake in getting another pup so soon.
I am being completely honest when I say as soon as I picked Cooper up and held him, I knew that he was going to be an awesome dog. I just knew. So did my DH. I met his grandfather and his mother and I just cried right there. We made the right choice. This was our puppy.
Ever since we brought Coop home, he has proven to me every day that we made the right decision. I believe that Killian sent him to us. How else could it be explained? He has the same sweet and loving demeanor. He has the same mannerisms and habits. He comes to me so sweetly and calmly, and, laying his head in my lap, lets out the most contented sighs and looks into my eyes just like Killian did.
I am just so thankful for him and for Killian. If not for Killian I would never have known the love of a Boxer, of a canine best friend. And if not for Cooper, I would never have known that even after the pain of losing such a great friend, that a friendship like that can be found once again...
We take care of our babies for their whole life and they watch over us forever! lovicon