Coco

Coco. Sweet, loving, crazy, cute, wonderful, bad, good, awesome, and of course adorable. It is funny how people always talk about their dogs as if they were a human being. We all talk to our dogs, even though sometimes we don't admit it. I remember when my dad got our family Coco. It was my 7th grade summer. We were all at the Lake of the Ozarks for the weekend, well everyone besides my dad. I came home with my cousin Kelly, I don't remember why. We got home before my sister and my mom, so I had to go around back and open the door because my dad wasn't home either. I remember looking inside and seeing this little beagle puppy. I called my mom freaking out because we had been asking for a dog forever. My mom had no idea what was going on. My dad did this all behind our backs, which is a HUGE thing. My dad is not the surprise kind of guy. Once I got inside I found out that my dad and blocked off a part of the kitchen and had a laundry basket in the marked off place. I guess he thought she would stay in the basket, but she didn't. When I went to go pick her up she was shaking, she was so small. She probably thought I was a monster! From this point out Coco has made my family's life INTERESTING. She is a hound so she uses her smelling to the best of her ability. Food is her all time favorite thing. When eating dinner she will often be at your side "sitting pretty" staring at you begging for food. There have been so many stories about Coco. She has jumped up on counters and ate food, she has jumped up on dinning room tables to eat our Christmas Eve dinner, she has opened ovens (God knows how, we are still trying to figure that out), she has had to go to the doctors numerous times for getting into things she shouldn't have, like bologna and a roast covered in bacon held on by tooth picks (which she ate the whole thing, tooth picks and all), but she has also been a warm and loving dog. If we ever have a visitor she is the first to great them by licking every part of their face. She cries until you pet her, which could be cute or annoying, depends on the day. She loves walks. We have to call them W's because once you say "walk" she freaks out. Now when she walks, it's not really a walk, but rather a tug. She pulls you all over the place because she wants to smell every inch of the ground. Not once does she lift her head to see where she is going. She does have a calm side too. She will often be found in the pillows on the bed, or on the back of the couch curled up in a ball. At night she sleeps under the covers in between your legs. She has to be right by you. Even though she is a crazy dog I still love her. She can always put a smile on my face.