A Dog Named Cooper

"Is that Cooper?" Those are the words I think in the morning when I wake up. Cooper is my dog.

He is tan and white, and has an outrageous underbite. I mean, that thing is huge. An underbite is when your jaw is out further then your top teeth. He also needs dogie braces. Very badly, I might add. He is rather small.

He is Lhasa Apso, Maltes, and poodle, all combined. He is a sweet dog who licks too much. I mean, he is like a machine that just won't stop. He was the runt of the litter, so he is a wimp.

He is weird because he loves Peanut butter Pb for short. If you put some on a spoon, he'll lick it for hours on end, even when it is gone.

The first words I think in the morning are "Is that Cooper?" The only reason I think that is because he comes in in the morning and takes up my whole bed. That also explains the bad back story. Like last night he pushed me off my own bed, but he thinks it's his. Now you have heard about my dog Cooper.