Cooper was a lumpy-headed, bug-eyed stink bomb of a basset hound we adopted from the Asheville Humane Society nine years back. They sassist he was in between 4 and 6 years old as soon as we obtained him, and also that a previous owner had actually left him tied up in the earlier yard for 3 weeks through no food.

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He had dropped to around 27 pounds, although a foster owner had actually beefed him up to around 45 pounds by the time we obtained him. So yes, he had actually some food worries from time to time, and also he"d take your hand also off if you available a meat stick or a graham cracker.


The boy preferred to eat. Sure, that sometimes extfinished to our other dogs" — shall we say — pre-digested leavings in the back yard. Hey, told you he was sort of a jerk.

You did not let Cooper offer you a big lick after he"d been out in the yard for a while.

Still, as soon as we chose on Aug. 29 to let Cooper go, bringing in the 4 Paws Farewell Mobile Hospice Clinic, we were all bawling choose babies. We loved that substantial doofus even more than I have the right to adequately define, or than most likely renders sense.


Stinky from one end to the other

We used to joke that Cooper stank from one end to the other — devastating breath, congealed food and also water stuck in his dewlap and also ears, standard hound smell on his ago and also undercarriage, and the distinct occasional treat of what we delicately referred to as "butt sauce" if you woke him from an especially solid slumber.

Cooper was relentmuch less in pursuit of food and also would certainly pull tricks prefer scratching at the door like he essential to go out, just to make you get up. Once you were up, he"d carry out the "food dance," bouncing ago and forth in between front paws, make all kinds of trilling sounds while hopping right into the kitchen.

In brief, he would not leave you alone until he"d had at least 3 rounds of treats in the morning. 

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When he was younger, he would certainly whine incessantly to gain in the bed and also then nose his means under the covers before plopping down through his hind-finish by your confront. He made zero effort to manage his gas at night.

Let me tell you, I woke up even more than when thinking I was lost in a chemical warfare plant.

Sometimes he"d refusage to get out of the bed as soon as you needed to make it. We called him "the bed boulder."

"The Comfort Hound" (yes, one more nickname) always had actually to lie on the softest product obtainable, whether it was a stack of pillows or freshly raked mulch in a freduced bed you didn"t want messed up. 


An inveterate rablittle bit chaser, Cooper gained himself trapped underneath the melted at leastern three times — to the point where I had to unscrew the lattice occupational — bereason he might pressure his way in but had actually no idea how to get out. First you"d hear a pitiful whine, then you"d view a large dirty nose sticking through the lattice, and you"d understand the ding-dong had done it again.

He would certainly additionally incessantly bark at the neighbor"s cat. Eextremely day. Same cat. Same staccato machine gun bark. Did I mention this occurred eexceptionally day?

When inside, he would certainly refusage to move from my recliner as soon as I acquired house at night, as if he were the one who"d operated all day. He"d growl once you tried to relocate him.


His misadendeavors and attitude spawned plenty of nicknames, varying from "The Trailhound" and "The Appalachian Big Paw" to "The Jerk" and also "The Dog that Nobody Likes" ... to a pair I can not repeat in a family members newspaper.

We had actually a Cooper "voice," in which we would say things we believed Cooper was reasoning, a big, deep, dopey intonation that was perfect for relaying thoughts such as, "Uh, if you can not finish those French fries, I"d be glad to wolf them dvery own and also then hurl them ago up on the carpet you just heavy steam cleaned."

My older boy, Jack, actually envisioned a Cooper-centric TV display titled, "The Dog that Nobody Likes," through episode summaries such as, "In this episode, Cooper refuses to go outside till you"ve comfortably seated yourself, as soon as he starts scratching at the door." Or, "In this episode, Cooper tramples all the flowers in the garden while coming inside, even though it"s not the shortest route."

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Playful and happy to the end

Lest you think Cooper truly was a complete blockhead, allow me to explain. OK, he was a jerk, yet he was additionally the happiest, goofiest pup via the many personality of any type of dog we"ve ever had.

He loved to play, even in his advanced years, bring about yet-one more nickname: "The 85-year-old toddler." Sometimes he"d come battle out in the family members room through a sock or our little dog"s toy and also just start throwing it roughly with his mouth.


My boys are 23 and 21 currently, however in their teen years, Cooper was constantly up for some play-wrestling. He commonly opted to lie on his earlier and also try to bite anything that came close to him.

A actual fighter he was not. In the only scrap I ever before saw him get in, Cooper approached a significantly bigger, mean-looking cur on the other side of a picket fence. Cooper was barking favor a banshee, so the various other dog promptly stuck his snout with the gap in fence slats and also clamped dvery own on Cooper"s ear, leaving two tooth marks Cooper would lug for life.

Stunned, Cooper yelped and also flipped roughly, promptly lost his footing in some gravel and also got his butt stuck in between 2 pickets. It was an invitation the other dog couldn"t refusage, and he clamped down on Coop"s rear finish.

After that, Cooper proved very little aggression towards various other dogs. In reality, he was everybody"s buddy, huguy or canine.

We experienced the decrease coming


Cooper initially hurt his ago in the summer of 2020, playing via our little terrier-Chihuahua mix, Rudy. It was poor, and we weren"t sure he"d recoup.

We restricted his activity, put him on steroids and anti-inflammatories and also Cooper gradually respanned. But the herniated disc left him through a funny walk wbelow he swung his right rear leg out and about to maintain balance.

As a 5-year-old girl in the area as soon as told us, "Your puppy walks prefer an old lady."


Late this August my wife, Grace, and also I came residence around 9:30 on a Saturday night, and Cooper greeted us at the door as usual, barking via his tail wagging.

But he couldn"t stand also up. He was dragging his rear finish, and also couldn"t relocate his left rear leg at all. I had actually to pick him up and also lug him exterior so he could go to the bathroom.


On Monday, I knew the vet would certainly most likely have actually poor news, yet I loaded Cooper right into his wagon and also obtained him in the vehicle. I"m not going to lie — I couldn"t also soptimal when I entered Fletcher Animal Hospital, where we"ve taken Cooper for years. They guided me earlier to an exam room.

I was expecting poor news, however I was still stunned as soon as the vet shelp Cooper had no feeling in his left leg and also foot, and he had actually liquid in his left lung and a heart murmur. In the previous ago episode, steroids really promoted Cooper"s recoextremely, however that was not an choice this time bereason of the lung worry, the vet shelp, and surgical treatment was out of the question at his age.

He was only going to decline, the vet shelp. Any possibility of recoextremely was exceptionally low.

For a couple of days, I carried Cooper about so he could go to the bathroom, eat and lie around on the porch. But at 64 pounds and constructed low to the ground, he was damaging my back.

My wife, Grace, our 2 sons and also I all kbrand-new it wasn"t sustainable.


The vet provided us the number for 4 Paws, and also we made an appointment for a Wednesday afternoon. That morning, Cooper took a few extremely wobbly measures, and also I flushed through false hope, in part bereason he simply appeared so happy still.

I referred to as the vet aacquire. A vet technology said old dogs will periodically rally a bit, but Cooper was going to gain worse, and also it can gain genuine ugly.

We chose to save the appointment.

The farewell

Cooper ate favor a king beforehand also — added treats in the morning, some ham and cream cheese around noon, and then Jack grilled up a steak in the early afternoon and also offered Cooper half. 

Dr. Beth Marchitelli, a veterinarian via 4 Paws, pertained to our residence late that afternoon, meeting us on the back porch, one of Cooper"s favorite spots for lounging. She can not have been kinder and also reassured us we were making the ideal decision, the humane decision.

I"m not going to lie. It"s still a brutal decision. 

You understand in your head it"s the ideal point to carry out, however your heart is screaming at you not to execute it, to provide him one more swarm at a miracle recovery. Just one more opportunity.

The guilt is real, and so is the grief.

I distracted Coop via some whipped cream cheese, one of his favorites, and Dr. Beth, as she goes by, administered a sedative. Cooper drifted off to la-la land in his very own dog bed, on his favorite blanket on his beloved back porch.

She gently administered the fatal dose, and also the best dog ever had no even more pain.


With Dr. Beth"s assist, we removed a pee pad (of course Cooper went out through a poop), then wrapped him in a red, babsence and white blanket, every one of us agreeing our white-challenged old boy looked quite handsome and regal. Then we lugged him to her car.

We opted for a cremation, one where you get your dog"s ashes ago. I understand it"s ridiculous in a way, and also some will certainly say a waste of money, but it felt ideal.

If you"re challenged through this sort of decision, 4 Paws offers a wonderful service. It"s not cheap, through the euthanasia visit starting at $235, and ours finished up at $495 through the individual cremation.

But it saves your dog the trauma of a vet visit and also permits them to die at house, which honestly, is what we"d all like. 4 Paws is very transparent and up-front around everything, and also exceedingly type, so if you think you"ll need this service you deserve to discover them at https://4pawsfarewell.com/veterinarians/.

I recognize we live in a people with much deeper problems and concerns than the demise of our goofy bascollection hound, yet it"s hard to put into words exactly how a lot joy, frustration, laughter, stselection odors and unconditional love that boy provided us over nine years.

It"s tough not to check out our very own mortality in our dogs" frailty and demise, to measure our stays in the dogs we remember and love. Ironically, in a way we meacertain our lives in dog years.

I"m not a "dogs are my children" sort of male, and the entirety "Rainbow Bridge" idea seems a little hokey, yet Cooper absolutely became component of our family members. And I"ve got to believe heaven ssuggest cannot exist without dogs favor Cooper.

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Rest easy, substantial fella. And please, attempt not to stink up heaven too a lot. We love you.


This is the opinion of John Boyle. Contact him at 828-232-5847 or jboyle
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