On April 12th, I came home from work at 6 am, no dog was at the door waiting. I knew something was up, had been expecting it for a few months but the dog just kept hanging on.
16 years, 8 days.
Vets wanted to do all sorts of operations but Coco was 16 years old, a large breed dog,
one of the best hunting dogs I've ever owned. He pointed, retrieved and tracked.
Although we both gave up hunting about 7 years ago..he still enjoyed a good run.
Even now we (the whole family) all look around for him...
Topaz photo, shows him with his beeping collar on, so I could keep track of him in the woods, while he chased those pesky wabbit's









