Cooper was a black, tan and white full Collie.  He was one of our older guys.  He got around pretty well and played when the urge struck him.  No telling how old he was but I can guarantee, he gave all the love he had. 

  Cooper wandered up to a family on July 4^th, 1998, while they were shooting off firecrackers.  The noise didn’t bother him in the least and he simply lay down and when they finished, he invited himself home with them.  They, in turn, brought him to us.  Oddly enough, he appeared to have been recently groomed and had had his coat trimmed for the summer.

He spent the next 3 years with us and enjoyed a very good quality of life right up until just recently.  The decision to let him go was very hard, but the time had come ... his old body was fast wearing out and he was no longer able to care for himself.

We have had him cremated and his ashes will eternally rest in our Angels Rest Cemetery.