Tipper

Late Friday afternoon our dog, Tipper, of almost 12 years died. He was a great dog- very calm and loving. He especially loved Dan and Cooper. He started getting bad on Monday- he was not really eating and not moving much. Cooper was very concerned for him. He spent a lot of time outside with Tipper this week- putting towels on him, talking to him, and hugging on him. He had great hope for Tipper. He told me on Tuesday that he was getting better. I knew he was not going to get better and I tried to explain it to Cooper. He cried when I told him that he was probably going to die. I explained that he would be all better in heaven and that he would be with Pepper. He would say "I dont want Tipper to leave me." It just broke my heart. It was especially hard when Cooper saw Tipper on Friday. Since Tipper has been gone, when Cooper wakes up he goes right to the back door to see if Tipper is there. He has told me that he wants a new dog and he wants to name him "Scooby Doo".
This is how I found Cooper a few days before Tipper died.....



Here he is yelling at Colby saying, "No Colby you cant go out there, you are sick and you cant get Tipper sicker."

We will miss Tipper!