Today is the day my puppy would've turned 16. I hate to write this right before Christmas, but with his birthday being today, I really am missing him. In September we had to let Copper go. He was getting old, and had suffered a stroke. At the time I never posted anything, because I was very upset, but I felt I would pay a tribute to Copper on his birthday.
We picked up Copper from a farm in March 1996, when I was 8 years old. He became a big part of our family, and always will be. I still remember the night we picked him up. We went out to a farm in the country, and got to choose between him and his sister. I remember coming home and just wanting to play with him all night, I was so excited I couldn't get to sleep. It was right then I became smitten.
|(the night Copper became a Whitehead)|
With it being Christmas tomorrow, it brings back memories of Copper on Christmas morning.
Every Christmas we would buy Copper some pigs ears, his favourite.
|Copper opening his Xmas gift|
Happy 16th Birthday Copper!! We will never forget you. Thank you God for sending Copper our way, he was such a blessing. He was/is the BEST dog in the World!
Love you Cop!!