Couper, My Best Friend
by Bobbie Lynn
(Freeland, PA )
On April 27 2016, at 9 am, my best friend, my boy, Couper took his last breath in the woods while my husband was walking him. He was diagnosed the week before with a cancerous tumor on his spleen.
We were willing to spend anything to have our pet for a little while longer, however our vet told us that most dogs don't last but a a few weeks after the surgery. Couper held on for 4 days.
He refused to eat, refused to sleep or even lay down. I believe that he knew once he did that it would be the last time he would lay down. I even sat on the floor and begged him to rest his tired body on me. I would hold him and be his strength he needed to hold on. He refused.
My husband and I had taken the day off of work because we had made the decision to not let him live in pain, and while I was making the call to the vet's office, my husband figured he would ask Couper if he wanted to take a walk like we did daily with him.
Couper had not been walking the past few days because he was so tired. He did walk that morning. He got super excited to go with his daddy. I had just hung up the phone with the vet for the appointment when my husband came in the house screaming and crying that Couper had passed away in the woods while on their walk.
My husband began to tell me what happened, he had let Couper off of his leash and Couper began to run and then staggered, looked back at my husband, and collapsed. My husband rushed to his side and held his head and told him that he could go now, it was time to rest. He looked up at my husband, let out a howl and took his last breath.
Yesterday we received Couper's ashes. Inside there was a memorial card with a bag of his fur inside, I lost it because I was upset that I did not take some of his fur when he passed.
Couper had given us so many years of happiness, memories and joy, it has been so hard to find that happiness again.
I miss you, my boy, and will treasure our moments every day until we all meet at the bridge. Momma loves you!