We had to say goodbye to our sweet bulldog Cooper this week after a short and tough battle with Reactive Histiocytosis-Cytoma. It was the hardest thing we have ever had to do.
He was diagnosed with this rare disease earlier this year. Our wonderful vet, Dr. Ory, warned us that it was going to be a hard battle to fight. Because the disease was so rare, and because of Cooper's history and breed, we were experimenting with different medications but couldn't do a full-on treatment. She was afraid that the side effects would be worse than the disease. In the end, it was more than his body could handle.
Cooper lived a full and wonderful life. He loved sleeping in the bed, and when he was moved to the floor, he went for the first pile of clean laundry he could find. He loved taking walks around the neighborhood and going to the vet. He was a big fat baby except when it came to protecting his mother, and then he would go for the throat. He loved lying in the sun on the concrete, drooling all over the furniture, and sneaking up on the couch in the middle of the night. He would put himself to bed early every night and would sleep until noon if you let him. He had a wimper that sounded like a little girl and a bark as ferocious as a pittbull. Cooper was famous for melting hearts the minute you laid eyes on him. He touched more lives than he will ever know.
Coop enjoyed getting ice cream from Sonic on his birthday. On November 22nd, he would have been 10 years old. We’ll be at Sonic eating a cup of vanilla ice cream and celebrating his life if you want to join us.
November 22, 2000 - October 3, 2010